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Chapter 157
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Chapter 157

Lena didn’t know what Taya was thinking. To her, Taya was

only the source of her current embarrassment and discontent.

As soon as the banquet ended, Lena cried and complained to her father and brother. “You must seek

justice for me!”

Hearing her crying, Alpha Wilton slapped her in the face.

“How dare you cry in front of me after offending Griffon!”

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Lena instantly stopped crying and looked at her father in

disbelief.

“If I don’t teach you a lesson, you won’t learn it. You–and this pack–can’t afford to offend Griffon or

Jackson. One is in charge of Arcadia, and the other is in Wolverly Capital. You’ve offended both of

them in one go!”

Alpha Ray was so angry that his face started to change, his whole body trembling as his rage caused

him to start shifting into his wolf. If it weren’t for Henry stepping between him and Lena, he would have

taught the she–wolf another lesson.

Lena did not expect that her father, who had always doted on her, would ever slap her. Let alone for

someone outside of their pack. She covered her face and ran out.

Henry chased after her anxiously, seeing that his younger

sister had left in a fit of anger.

Everyone knew that the blind date banquet of the Wilton pack

was a mess.

Jackson led me out of the Wilton manor.

We stood at the door, waiting for Camille to arrive with the car. Jackson still held my hand.

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I looked down at his hand, pretending nothing had happened,

and broke free from his grip.

Disappointment flashed through Jackson’s eyes the moment I pulled my hand out of his.

Thinking of how he had just helped me, I thanked him. “Alpha Sterling, thank you for speaking up for

me earlier.”

Disappointment crossed Jackson’s face when I spoke.

He looked at my swollen cheek and said guiltily, “I’m sorry. You

wouldn’t have been hurt if it weren’t for me.”

I gave a small shrug. “It doesn’t matter.”

It was just a slap. It was nothing compared to the two kicks Jackson had given me before.

Just as he was about to say something else to me, Camille

drove up.