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Emily POV

The tension in the pack house had reached its breaking point. For days, I had felt the growing unease, the sense of a storm brewing on the horizon. I knew it was coming, but nothing could have prepared me for the confrontation that would change everything.

Lucy had grown bolder with each passing day, testing the boundaries of what was acceptable in our pack. Her constant presence, her attempts to get close to Roman, had driven a wedge between us. I couldn't bear it any longer.

One morning, I decided I'd had enough. It was time to confront Lucy, to make her understand that Roman was mine, heart and soul. I knew this wouldn't be an easy conversation, but it was necessary.

I found Lucy in the garden, seemingly lost in her own thoughts. She looked up as I approached, a sly smile on her face. It was a smile that infuriated me, knowing the intentions behind it.

"Lucy," I began, my voice steady but filled with authority. "We need to talk."

She raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence.