Chapter 39

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Vera gasped dramatically, her hand flying to her cheek like she was in some fucking soap opera. ‘Drake!” she cried, clutching his arm again.

‘You can’t let her humiliate me like this!”

I watched Drake’s internal struggle with vicious delight. He was scanning the room, assessing the political implications like the calculating

bastard he was. My brother Alexander was watching with interest from the sidelines, and I knew Drake wouldn’t risk offending the Moon

Shadow Alpha over something as trivial as his girlfriend’s dignity.

“Vera,” he said quietly, ‘sometimes we must endure small indignities for the greater good.”