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Isabella POV I decided to hide from Alpha Drake in the pack house kitchen with the omegas. He would never look here, I thought to myself. Plus bonus, there’s a bunch of cool chicks that work in here and we’ve been having a hell of a time laughing and chatting. Our laughter was interrupted by a low growl. All the omegas turned to find Alpha Drake watching us with a deadly look on his face. The omegas scattered away, leaving me standing alone in front of the Alpha. I swallowed the knot in my throat as I watched the rage radiating from his body. Oh s**t. This isn’t going to be good. He stalked towards me like a predator on his prey and ordered me to his office. I was actually a little scared. He was pissed right off. For once in my life, I decided not to poke the bear, and complied. I fe
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