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Alpha in Hiding
DUNCAN I rushed through the tunnel, wanting to get this meeting over with so that I could get my kitten back in my bed, well her bed. The last 36 hours have been the best of my life. I have tried to hide it, but not marking my mate has taken a toll on both Nero and I. But now, I feel like a new man, like a huge weight has been taken from my shoulders. At some point yesterday, we let our wolves take over, and if the aches I feel have any baring, then I am very glad that I hid in the back of Nero's mind. He is curled up asleep in my mind, his tongue hanging out of his mouth, he looks like a fully sated pup. But back to the task at hand, when we were moving everyone to the farm, I had asked the three visiting Alphas to stay at the packhouse with Anderson. I also moved my men back into th
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