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"Victoria, I beg you... Please return Lily's ashes to me."

I knelt on the cold cemetery ground, my knees sinking into the damp earth. Looking up at Victoria Frost with my bloodshot emerald eyes, I felt my voice breaking with desperation. My wolf, once proud and fierce, now whimpered in submission as Lily's Moonwood Ceremonial

Urn dangled precariously in Victoria's manicured grasp.

remains left no room for other thoughts. As long as I could protect what remained of my pup,

humiliation to

hating the tremor in my

urn back and forth. The moonlight caught the delicate crystal inlays,

her voice dripping with satisfaction.

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