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80 LUCIEN’S POV I watched Angelou cry for a long while, and Alpha Grayson and I kept our silence, as that seemed to be the only way to comfort her. “I’m so sorry, Alpha Lucien.” She apologized, wiping her nose and sniffing. Alpha Grayson took out a napkin and gave it to her. “Thank you.” She said, wiping her hands and face with it. “Monica’s having a private burial. We’re not letting anyone witness it. It’ll be just us, and our daughter, like it ought to have been. If only we had more moments together. Thanks for listening to me bawl and cry, and good luck with the vampires you’re chasing.” Angelou looked away, blinking more tears back. “If there are more of those creatures that killed Monica, please avenge my daughter.” She pleaded, looking down at her hands, which she had knit toget

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