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One hundred and twenty three

Third person POV

The man put Windy down and told her to go back to the house. Gradually, the men circled Sally, trying to hold her in place.

“Take one more step and you will all die.” She warned in a low voice.

Less than 5 minutes later. “Sally.” His voice echoed around, standing in the center like Alpha, trying to stop everyone from hurting Sally.

Sally's impersonator laughed like a madman. "Don't bother calling her, it's useless."

Ryan ignored what she said and continued to hold out hope and called out to his mate. “Sally. Please come back. I need you."

The possessed man laughed again. "Really?" She scoffed. "Three years ago it seemed like you didn't need her,"

“I don't want to fight you. I will not give in to your trap.” He spoke with finality.

Sally scoffed. “I don't care what you want. All I care about is my desire to strip you of your Alpha title.”

She smirked. "So I challenge you for this position." Determination was evident in her stance and eyes.

"I won't fight you, no matter
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