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“I want this to end, tonight. The root of all of this is Juan Santo. He’s here, among us. You want someone to blame, then it’s him and his greed. We won’t stop you. His thirst for power over a pack and his acts of murder, his actions that kept me a prisoner for a decade. I have as much reason to hate him as you do, so please, don’t see this as some sort of weak compromise. This is as much for me as it is for you.” I let go of my mate and bring myself up tall and proud matching Varro’s stance. Words finding their strength and reminding myself that I can do this. My hatred for Juan is as strong as theirs, I need them to understand that.

“He didn’t act alone. There were other Santo wolves who helped slaughter your entire bloodline.” Varro raises a brow at me, seemingly dissecting my words and acting like he’s considering them.