Chapter 14 14. Alpha orders

Theo

The dining hall smells like roasted meat, garlic, and tension.

Mostly tension.

I lean against the kitchen counter, arms folded across my chest, watching the doorway as the sound of footsteps echoes down the hall.

My wolf paces beneath my skin.

She knows now, he mutters.

Yeah.

She does.

The ima...

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