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Bad Advice
*Maddox* “I understand the significance, Alpha, but I don’t think now is the best time to make the announcement.” Seth is sitting across from me in my office, helping me decide whether or not we should let the other Alphas know about the baby. Now that I’ve seen his tiny, wiggly body for myself, seen that he appears to be healthy, and even heard his heartbeat, I feel more confident that Isla will proceed through the rest of her pregnancy without problems, and we will have a son soon enough. It seems like it’s time to let the other Alphas know the situation, to proclaim Isla “the winner” of this ridiculous contest, and then start preparing the castle for the arrival of the next Alpha King. Seth disagrees with this idea. He is about to tell me why, and this had better be good. “Why not?”
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