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CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT
DEVON'S POV I couldn't stop thinking about what she said. When she said the father was dead to her, Did she mean me for not believing her or her first mate for not coming to rescue her when he needed him the most? Either way, the father was dead to her. I was curious to know whom she was referring to. A small part of me hoped it was me. Dead to her or not, there was a chance to fix all this, but only if I could prove that the baby was mine. Wait, I stopped myself. Why was I hoping it would be mine, and what was that about fixing anything? I hate her and everything she stood for. She was from a pack that destroyed everything I hold dear. That was enough to want to get rid of. Besides, I rejected her, and she rejected me. End of the story. “Devon ?“ Estrella popped her head in. “Yes?“
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