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Jane Encountering someone who recognizes me in the club is an unexpected turn of events. I don’t recognize the guy, but he seems to know who I am. Perhaps he was present at the celebration party, where I faced humiliation and rejection. “Oh yes. I’m Jane. And who might you be?” I ask the stranger. “Oh, my apologies! I didn’t mean to blurt that out. I’m Raymond, Richard’s best friend and also the Beta of the Alpha King pack—your ex-mate,” he reveals. Another piece of trash. He’s associated with that bastard. Birds of a feather flock together. What could he possibly want from me? “Oh,” I respond, raising my eyebrows with a hint of disappointment and menace. “What business do you have with me? What could I possibly do for you?” I despise my mate and anything associated with him. “Take i