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private suite and heard the voi

retched out of her chest. Their words were like watc

I want to hang it in our penthouse."

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b." Damon's calm vo

w much I love Caleb. He is my little

arm. Lyra, however, had a crack in her bone. No reason to boo

, not as Luna, not even as wife in name, just the convenient woman wh

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a mate, when he never p

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, replied, "He's just a pu

ed through Slo

r, she was no longer the Luna, the

eclining against Damon's chest, their tableau glowing

the one intruding int

vere as a full fracture, but it will still need time and care. A cast will

oice sharp, almost a growl.

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it's my duty to see to her care. And right now, th

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t and her son declared with fury, "Mom,

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to be told by her own f

king that weak omeg

didn't mean to cause trouble. Forgive me."

reezing over for years. T

. "File the transfer request quickly. Otherwi

to recover. She glanced at her watch. "And one more thing,

d, eyes narrowed

it until ten," she

I didn't mean to make things difficult for both of you. I

h dismissive certainty. "Sh

ol, the moon goddess had blessed her, and nobody in

his anchor. She thought she was what he needed at that moment. When he healed, she should have walked

lon

the past six years. Longing for the things Damon could never

how Caleb was the exact replica of his fat

ove Lyra an

room for Damon, but today wa

. Goodbye hell." she wh

e marble dining table. At ten sharp, she wh

nger hers. He could have the omeg

n with his mistress and son, drunk on laughte