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I calmly watched the chiefs and honourables whisper amongst themselves, as I waited for the next topic of deliberation to be brought up.

"What next?" I asked eventually, tired of listening to their annoying whispers.

"Al...Alpha." One of the chiefs stuttered, making me roll my eyes. Why was he stuttering now?

"Speak." I urged impatiently.

"Alpha, it is a situation with the MacQuoids." Philip informed.

Instantly, my eyes moved towards the representative of the Honourables, and my gaze fell on Dean MacQuoid. Next to him was Hazel MacQuoid.

"What about?" I asked, feeling quite non chalant. Ever since Ralia showed up here, I wasn't in my element.

"We are yet to appoint a new power custodian, Alpha." Dean MacQuoid was the one who revealed. He spared a glance at his mother; Hazel, for a moment, before holding my gaze. Bold.

He had always been bold. Dean, I mean. And honourable, and..... I just couldn't place my hand on it. Fatherly? Orrrr just.... a kind man
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Veronica Toledo
So much non sense to the story
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