Chapter 279 Protected mate. Protected pups. Good. Right. – Aleksandr’s POV

I gave her an hour. Sixty minutes at my desk with maps, security reports and the hollow ache of a man who had just been told, by the only person whose opinion mattered, that the way he made decisions was fundamentally wrong.

Skoll could not make sense of it. His massive black form battered the edges...

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