SIXTY TWO

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EMBER’s POV The broth was steamy as I looked into its contents. I was not a fan of this soup. Can’t someone give me spaghetti or something? I mean, I wasn’t even in my wolf form to eat grass. I rolled my eyes, as I took up the spoon. With a sigh, I dug it into my plate, playing around with the food. "Why don’t you all ask Alex about his life out of the pack?" Alpha Dominic asked suddenly, making my stomach drop painfully. Ok, who gave him the idea to make such weird conversations? A quick look at the rest of the members on the dining table showed they were also uncomfortable with the words that were spewing from the Alpha. The triplets looked visibly annoyed. I sighed in frustration as I looked at them. I hoped that they would look at me just once, so I could tell them not to do anyt

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