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Kira's POV "Are you sure he’s asking for me?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper. The head chef doesn’t slow his stride. "Yes," he grunts. "Said he wanted to see the one who made the mushroom soup." My stomach twists. "Did... did he say why?" He shoots me a sharp look over his shoulder. "If Alpha Magnus explained himself every time he called for someone, we'd all sleep easier." That doesn’t help my nerves. My heart pounds wildly as I follow him down the narrow hallway with my fingers clenched to the edge of my uniform... He hated it and is definitely furious, I think. By the time we reach the dining room doors, my breath is shallow and the head chef pauses, giving me a hard look. "Whatever happens in there," he mutters, "keep your head down and your mouth shut no matter what you are told." Before I can respond, he pushes the door open. Alpha Magnus sits at the head of the grand dining table, his cold unreadable sharp gaze immediately locking onto mine the moment
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Julian's POV. "And why did she run out like that?" Father’s voice rumbles through the dining room with his brows knitted in confusion as we all watch Kira run out of the room after Damian's surprise announcement. I glance at Damian, already bracing for his usual slick answer which he doesn’t disappoint. "Probably overwhelmed," Damian says with a casual shrug, his voice far too smooth. "From the praise of the soup she cooked us." What a liar, I'm disgusted to be related to him by blood and this is all thanks to his mother who only taught him to lie and that status is everything and that anyone lower than him is beneath him and can be treated however he wanted. I scoff under my breath, loud enough for them to hear. Father’s sharp gaze swings toward me. "Did your brother say something funny, Julian?" I meet his eyes, feeling that old familiar tension tightening my chest. "Yeah he did… Ask him if Katie is really his mate." Father shoots his a questioning look and Damian’s
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