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Narrator’s POV Zaira stiffened at the sight of a weapon. Someone once said that a criminal and a supposed accomplice will always have different methods of dealing with a situation. The criminal will only ever have an extreme solution to procure, while the supposed accomplice, will only ever have a prayer to offer, and a fantasy-like solution. Eleanor and Zaira were like this. Zaira naturally assumed that if Ian turned out to be the one with their secret, they might have to beg him to keep it safe. She believed that they would try to convince Ian one way or the other, or, they would go to the Alpha. Alpha King Leo was Eleanor’s mate, after all, he would definitely give them a chance to speak if they directly confessed to him. Wouldn’t it be better to confess to him and explain how the