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Ever since that night at Harry's apartment, Nicole and Alpha Damien had fallen into a cold war.
The silent treatment was mostly one-sided, though.
Alpha Damien was barely home, returning later each night and heading straight to shower before bed.
Nicole couldn't tell if he was genuinely exhausted or just avoiding her.
It was midnight, and Alpha Damien still wasn't home.
Beta Jayden hadn't called with any updates either.
If Alpha Damien had been entertaining clients, Beta Jayden would have informed her as usual.
At half past midnight, the front door finally opened.
Nicole walked to the entrance and froze at what she saw.
Alpha Damien was drunk - and Yelena Tyler was supporting him, her arm wrapped possessively around his waist.
The sight made Nicole
