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"I won't force you to do anything you don’t want. I’m not going to touch you. I just want us to get to know each other and talk, Nana. I swear on my life, I’d never hurt you."

William said it while staring at the back of her neck, where the scar from a bite still hadn’t fully healed.

It was brutal—you could tell it had been done savagely. Suddenly, he felt a deep hatred for the man who had hurt her like that.

Now he understood why she was pushing him away.

Nana didn’t say a word. She just started walking, head down, hands clutching the basket made of vines.

But inside, she wasn’t nearly as calm as she looked, nor was she as indifferent to William as she pretended to be.

That big, powerful male, like a protective bear, had sparked something in both Reina and her.

Still, she had no intention of going to any dance... but that changed later.

"We’ve called you here because we need ideas on how to gather important information about the pack," Lyra gathered everyone at the back of t