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Alexandria's POV I look at my sisters that walk away from me. I can not help but feel a bit irritated with them. For a long time, they were also victims of my father. He never allows any she-wolf to have any power or even be considered an Alpha. Living by the rule of the wolf, a she-wolf is nothing but a breeding machine. I feel that Samantha, the older of the two, was still angry with me for killing my father and mother. She is afraid of me and will not say it out in the open. To be honest, I don't give a s**t. She can be mad at me for the rest of her life if she wants to. I don't care. Jennifer, the younger of the two, has a pup, yet the two do not look like they mourn the loss of their fated mates as werewolves do. This makes me wonder if my father made them mate with werewolves suitab