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Not my mother
Paris' POV I glare at Maren as I realize she is trying to use Ben to get my father back into her miserable life. Ben did not ask to be there, and it is not his fault that she made him the brat that he is. I look at Ben and see the traces of tears on his cheeks. I bet the rest of the pack is teasing him for being illegitimate, as they are a bunch of cruel wolves. It is all Maren's fault! I hate her with all my heart. She is the reason my family is a mess at the moment. I feel London coming to stand beside me. Maren glares at the two of us. "Piss off, Maren. We are taking our brother, and you will never see him or Carl again," I say. Like she took everything from me, I will take everything from her. I feel sorry for Ben, and I can not leave him with the cruel she-wolf that once was my mot
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