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The statement Aria made resounded in Damien’s ear repeatedly.

“Sometimes, I wonder what kind of guy you are,” she had said to him yesterday.

Damien had wanted to roll Aria’s petite body over to his side, he had wanted to convince her that he had not changed but that he had to become this way, silent and stoic, because the safety of his pack depended on his secrecy.

His secrecy would keep the spies among his pack from finding out that he knew about them.

His plan was on the night of the full moon, only three days away, all the people in his pack would be gathered for a meeting, the same thing other packs would be doing, all the men and women in the packs were going to take their full wolf form, anyone that did not transform would be captured and killed.

That was the best way to fish out the imposters among them.

Aria had to understand that, he was not just her mate, but he was the leader of the pack first.

She had to understand that as much as he loved her, he had to put his pack first,