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... ng held in your name—while you sat there, alive, forced to watch it all?
The pack house was in full swing, every staff member busy preparing for my funeral. Banners with my pictures were everywhere—literally everywhere. The preparations were so elaborate that, for a moment, I wanted to scream and tell them I wasn’t dead, that I was alive but trapped in a different face, that I was right here among them all. But I couldn’t. Not when Alpha Damien had threatened me.
I didn’t feel li ...
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