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CHAPTER 32
Calix’s POV. A traitor in a pack was like a cankerworm if left unchecked, would burrow deeper into the foundation of the pack until all that was left was chaos. At my question, Han and I stared at each other just as a thought materialized in my head. Somehow, he read my thoughts and a gasp escaped his lips. “No! You don't think she can do that. Could she?” he asked. I raked my fingers through my hair. “I wouldn’t give her a pass, you saw how rude she was to my mate at breakfast. I need to have a word with her.” Walking past my beta, I headed down the stairs and soon stepped into the hallway leading to Leia’s room. I stopped briefly at her door, shuffled my furious self down, and knocked on the portal. Seconds turned into minutes, and there was no response. Glancing at Han, I knocked
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