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Chapter Seventeen – Wasn’t Right Aida’s POV I would have agreed with Dylan, except that wasn’t right. “H-He didn’t smell like a rogue though.” There was a pungent smell hard to miss when meeting a rogue. Could Neon have been pulling my legs when he said he wasn’t with a pack? It did sound like he repeated what I said when I answered that I didn’t have a pack. He must have thought I was so stupid for buying it since he obviously didn’t smell rogue. “Hmm, Neon could be Alpha, hates the former Alpha, and your new Alpha isn’t fond of him. Steer clear from him to be safe.” Dylan nodded at his words. “He’s trouble.” But Neon was literally Tesemel Foods’ CEO. There’s little steering clear I could do except being professional but how long could I keep that up? “But seriously,” Dylan pointe