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Amanda’s POV. Damon shoved me onto my knees and to be honest, I might have dropped to my knees on my own accord the moment I stepped into the Lycan King’s presence. I’d heard of the greatness of Lycan’s powers and how if they want to, they can wield it against whoever they please and make them cower. I expected it to be like the usual pheromones from dominant alphas, but this, this power had my chest caving in and also had my spine ramrod straight and my head tilted sideways in submission. I hated it, I wanted to lift my head up and spit in his face and before slapping him. If it weren’t for the baby blooming inside me, I might have tried fighting harder against that invisible pull. What did I really have to lose aside my unborn baby? This life that clearly wasn’t even mine anymore? Ye