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Ryker chuckled while looking at Cleo. She was walking towards her front door.

When he noticed her entering her house, he got into his car and drove away.

His gaze was fixed on the road as he drove to the pack house.

He was not fond of that house. Even though it was his home, he felt suffocated there.

The way his father ruled over him there, he did not like such a life. He liked to be free