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CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
ALEXIS POV The next day, I was ready to hear all about Tyler's plans to find Lyra. “So what do you have for me?“ “Nothing tangible yet.“ “Nothing tangible?“ “I'm sorry, Alpha.“ I sat down. I know there was nothing much he could do about it. “Do you even know what she looks like?“ “Yes, Alpha.“ “How?“ “I know her from the time of the rejection.“ I was trying so hard not to think about how much of a clown I'm by rejecting her, and he just reminded me all over again. “I see.“ “I have an idea.“ “If it's not about finding Lyra, I don't want to hear it. You can tell Connor or something.“ “It is about finding Lyra, Alpha.“ “Good. Let's hear it.“ “We could send spies to the surrounding packs. If we don't find her there, we will look for her elsewhere.“ I don't want to tell him that
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