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... ed by empty bottles, the scent of liquor saturating the air around me. Since being denied entrance to Joseph Miller’s gathering and enduring Father’s subsequent verbal lashing, I’d been drowning myself in alcohol. Lawrence Sterling, Alpha of the Northstream Pack, had berated me for hours about the opportunity I’d squandered, demanding to know if I understood how many influential figures had attended the event.
His words had barely registered. All I could think about was Victoria.
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