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Olive's POV It was only a few hours before the celebration would end, and so far, so good. The feeling still clung to me but it had reduced to a tingle in my spine, because I had calmed myself as my children were sleeping peacefully right in front of me. A soft knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts and I walked towards it, opening the door only slightly, just wide enough for my body to cover the space. A palace worker stood in front of me, hands tightly wound and her uniform pressed till there was no wrinkle in sight. "Yes?", I asked, angry with the impromptu interruption. "Can I help you?" "Good day ma'am. The Alpha requests your presence. He's right down the hall" "Tell him I'm busy", I finalized but her next words stopped me from banging the door in her face. "He says it's