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e Davi
's purification herbs and surgery fees are still short
cLeod estate's iron gates, the guard in a black raincoat ra
seeing guests tonight. Stop being a
genetically defective, unable to shift or access the mental net
ch tore through the puddles on the private road. The gates
my biological father, Bryant McLeod-Alpha of the McLeod Pack, the ma
dow. "Father, please save Mom! I just need eighty thousand do
sgust. He shoved my wet fingers of
ly mother of yours have to do with the M
y grip on the doorframe, ignoring the sharp paissenger door
expensive lace umbrella, wearing
ng woman who had ruined my mother's marriage-Drema had spe
lpha treated his second daughter like a p
ter, Father already said no. Why are you s
rgeon's callus on the inside of my right in
r and me. Shut your mo
e tossed her lace umbrella aside, lunged toward me on
my torso and stepped to the lef
She threw herself forwar
It hu
puddle beside the driveway, soaking
hed out into the pouring rain, and b
od girl, are
ather, I only wanted to persuade my s
d as rain blur
h her! She threw he
raised his right hand-still gripping his heavy blackwoo
off my feet and sent me crashing onto the roug
prawled in the freezing mud as my s
let her out
pointing his cane at
ur bloodline defective, you dare hurt your
er, Drema shot me a triumphant sneer an
ain washing over my swollen cheek , I locked my ice-blue eyes on
avement, "Fine, Bryant Mcleod. That slap jus
d laugh, his face tw
s piece of trash who can't eve
heel, forced my spine straight, and dragged my st
tires rolled through the water, splashing dirty drop
ed ribs as I hurried toward Brys
ry Alpha and my very last ho
and dollars, I was willing to swallow whateve
from my face with the
in my birthday at his door, and as it clicked o

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