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Becoming an Alpha 2

Author: Bunmi
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-14 13:39:41

Loraine’s POV

As soon as we step through the entrance, a wave of nausea hits me mostly because of the murmur that suddenly dies down and the eyes that follow us to our seats. Kris tightens his hold on my hand, and that’s the only thing that helps me not to trip and fall.

I had been preparing for this for four weeks, but nothing prepared me for the crowd that graced the opulent halls. Most of them are councilmen or members of elite families, which has my heart beating so fast. I’ve never been this close to the high and mighty before. It is sickening.

The sheer power that radiates off of them.

“Relax.” Kris leans in, whispering into my ears. “Keep your back straight, make eye contact, and don’t forget to breathe.” Despite myself, I smile.

I manage a shaky smile. “Like you are doing any better than me.”

Kris deposits me in a seat and moves to where he’ll be sitting with a wink, leaving Alpha Hunter to take his place. He sits across me, glaring and scowling at anyone who stares
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