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I deeply regretted my error of the previous day, and rehashing it in my mind kept me awake until midnight. The next morning, I woke determined to forget about it, and I promised myself I would never commit the same breach of manners again. Just because a lot of Alphas act like jerks it doesn't mean I had to be like them. After breakfast, I decided to study for a while. I had a werewolf history exam coming up. So I headed for the library. I had been studying for about an hour when my phone vibrated. I opened the text message and couldn’t believe who sent it. My heart squirmed in my chest when I read a message from someone claiming to be Lana Klein, Victor’s mother. She extended an invitation to me for tea that afternoon at the Klein Mansion. The woman said she was sorry she missed my