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Chapter 47
In the pack, Cody sits across from his father, he is a lot more quiet than usual, and it has nothing to do with the extremely early breakfast, or failing to get much sleep the night before. "So are you ready to win?" Cody looks up from his breakfast, his eyes are bleary as they focus on his father like he just noticed he was there. "I am ready" Alaric frowns at his son. Cody is usually simultaneously radiating with confidence and fawning on him. Now he looks like someone sucked all the spirit out of him. "You have to win against Rhys, you know that don’t you?" Cody’s eyes flash, and he would love to tell his father that the problem is taken care of, instead he can only lower his head and stare at his breakfast once more. He doesn’t even have an appetite. "I know" Alaric’s lip quir
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