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Five years into the blood bond, Logan, heir to the Sterling Group, brought a different she-wolf back to Sterling Estate every single month to pressure me into breaking the bond. The thirteenth time he threw a divorce agreement in my face, I'd had enough. I promised I'd be gone in a year. The next day, he and his wolfless brother, Arthur, were ambushed by a rival pack. One was dead, the other wounded. I draped myself in black lace to officiate at Logan's funeral. Then, I overheard him arguing with the Luna inside the chapel. "Joanna just conceived a pureblood pup, and you fake your death to disguise yourself as Arthur with a human mask? Have you lost your mind?" the Luna snapped. Logan was hysterical. "The Moon Goddess is helping me get rid of that bitch. You knew damn well that I loved Beverly, Mom, but you forced me into the alliance. "Now it's perfect. I'll pretend to be Arthur and mate with Beverly fair and square. Joanna loves the Sterling Group so much. Let her be a widow then. As for that pup? Consider it my parting gift to her." My face didn't even twitch. I turned and walked away. If Logan didn't want his heir status, then the pup in my belly would be the Sterling Group's one and only heir.