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CHAPTER 26

Trudeau’s POV

“I would have gotten out of that.” He said, through the full glass of shot into his mouth.

“Bullshit, Guillemette. Bullshit.” I called him out, fully staring at him waiting for the next thing he was going to say. He stayed quiet, taking a drink from the counter and pouring it for himself. His face was neutral and reading his body language was such a waste of time because his posture was too stoic for my liking.

I knew what he was doing, or rather I knew what this meant. Staying silent and just sipping his bourbon. It wouldn’t be the first time he results into not making a move, or saying a word when he felt like it was useless to do so.

“So you are just like going to say quiet and shit right?” I asked him.

“I am just going to take my drink and let you be alpha.”

“I’m Trudeau, goddamn it! Stop being so fucking difficult. My job is already that, I don’t need you acting part.” I snapped, banging my hand against the polished wooden counter. Unlike the council’s round tab
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