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Chapter 8

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-tipped stylus in my hand moved across the fractured

for three consecutive days and nights, surviv

orporate intranet played on a loop. It showed Ginger smiling radiantly at a private th

nneling a thin, pure thread of White Wolf spiritual energy

knit themselves back together. Deep within my lower abdomen, a warm, rhythmic p

intercom, thick with worry. "You've been channeling en

noring the cold sweat dripping down my temple. "The stru

th a brilliant, blinding silver-white luminescence. The fractured seams vanish

c chair, gasping for breath as e

haking with awe. "You actually restored an imperial Moon Godde

g off my magnifying visor and rubbing my temples. "Direc

ial independence from the B

r, and retrieved a stiff manila folder containing the Decl

he bottom, and pressed my thumbprint into the red wa

I would no longer be bound to

ed a harsh red alert. Someone was forcing th

heavy rainstorm, Andrew was standing outside the main doors, drenched t

y pale, his small body shaking

tercom button. "Andrew W

e ragged with rare panic. "Leo's fever spiked to 105! He's halluc

cal mother?" I asked,

She's in the pack hospital!" Andrew slammed his fist agains

ver I felt about his father, I couldn't just watch

the rele

rew rushed inside, thrusting the burn

s latched onto my sweater with desperate strength. "Mommy

gel patch against his forehead. It was all I had

ssion replaced by a restless, helpless ener

his face as he turned to leave. "I have to get bac

ht there,

with impatience. "What is it now? I to

pe from the workbench and sho

ue love's side," I said, looking straig

ent, and the moment his eyes landed on the bold header-VOLUNTARY

growled, the Alpha aura around

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