A dead friend.

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Alessandria's POV "Your witch is dead. So now you can not use her anymore to get yourself a mate," Blair says. I am furious. I know she is behind me losing Vince, and I have nothing left. Damien does not want me, and now Madeline is dead. What am I going to do? I am all alone in this world. It is all this b***h's fault! "You think you are clever! I will get you. I will make your life miserable. I hate you! Do you hear me? I hate you! I will get a way to get back at you," I shout. I take Madeline's body and load it into my car. I will give her a proper burial. She was the only one that cared about me in this world. Damien, who was supposed to be my mate, found another one. I should have stuck with him when we were together. He is wealthier than Vince will ever be, and his pack is enormous

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