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The Howl
Alissa sighed out of exasperation while staring at her mate pacing behind her through the mirror. She was already dressed for bed and would wish for nothing more than to have a peaceful quiet sleep as soon as she was done with her hair. Her blond locks were up in a bun in a few seconds, but she didn't stand up from her seat by the mirror. Her day had exhausting like it always usually was. But she was used to it after centuries of working late and waking up early. Being a Queen wasn't an easy task, even though it came with power, fame, and wealth. She had to answer tons of emails they keep receiving from nobles, Pack leaders, and the rest, involving invitations to social events, request for assistance from the royal family and much more. Manage the arrangement of guest bedrooms as they kee
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