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Chapter Thirty-Nine. The invitation. FLASHBACK… King Ace's POV The door creaked open, and I was forced to take my gaze away from the pile of work littered on my desk. Draven walked in with some fancy envelope in his hand. "My King," he bowed. "What is it? Can't you see that I'm busy? You couldn't choose a better time?" I was pissed and frustrated. I had a lot of work to do. A lot of files needed my signature. And a lot of business proposals from other Packs were waiting for me to preview them and either accept or decline. I had a s**t load of work glaring at me. It was neither the time nor the place to entertain whatever Draven had to say. "I'm sorry to bother you, my king, but I thought I should deliver it to you immediately. It's an invitation from Alpha Dean." "Again?" I snort