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Caught in the Middle.
Magnus. “Any reports on Alpha Enzo?” I asked, my voice calm but carrying the weight of authority, the moment Francis stepped into my office. “None yet, Alpha,” he replied, his tone steady, though I could sense the frustration beneath. “But I’ve tried implanting spies in his pack to confirm if he’s holding up his end of the deal.” “Thank you,” I sighed, leaning back in my chair. The tension that had gripped me all morning seemed to ease slightly. It was two days to Christmas and while Ariel was busy with the events, I had taken a moment to come to my office to clear up some files that needed my attention. Though I shouldn't be working during the holidays, an alpha is never completely done with his duties. “Are you alright?” Francis asked, his brow furrowed with genuine concern. “Ye
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