Chapter Eight

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"Cheers to Evaline and Leon," Aspen holds up his wine glass. His face aglow from the lit candles around the table. The pack went all out; it was a victory dinner. "They saved us and from now on we should show our appreciation." The others lifted their glasses and cheered us. Leon nodded numbly and chugged his whisky . He motioned for Kol to pour him more. I stuck with white wine. I was almost done with my second glass. I was hoping to be as numb as Leon by the end of this dinner. Marcus was also silent. In fact, since he has joined us for the celebration, he hasn't taken his eyes off me. I downed my wine and poured myself more. Robert laughed at an inside joke and Brady smiled. Jerak is wolfing down his steak. It looks like the bickering and abuse towards my brother and I has stopped a

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