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Chapter 8: Enemy of my enemy
Ann’s pov I looked at the hand he was offering me. A hand covered with the blood of the people I considered a family; they were part of my pack. One day I was going to be their Queen Luna and it would have been my duty to protect them. He had their blood in his hands and yet he was offering me the same hand. I looked at him, he seemed so calm, and I felt this rage and hatred rise inside me. I don’t think that I have hated a person the way I hate him. I could feel myself boiling from the inside. If I didn’t have a sister and mate in this room, I would have tried my best to kill him. I would’ve died trying to end his miserable life, this hatred inside me. I didn’t even know that I was capable of hating someone this much, all the ways I wanted to kill him started playing in my hand. “Go a
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