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11: The Aether

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Once the Alpha of all Alphas took his leave, the rest of the evening passed in the typical fashion. We had dinner in the main dining room with the other pack members living in the pack house. Nathan led a group training session with me, Sophie and our female enforcers; they were learning faster than he’d expected. We had our nightly close of day meeting, to discuss the day and tomorrow’s schedule. We talked less about my uncle than I thought we would’ve, he was spending yet another night in a hotel in a nearby city, outside our pack’s territory.

By the time it was just Dmitri and I left in our suite, it was nearing midnight. I’d curled up in the corner of the leather couch that sat before the wall of bookshelves in our sitting room, barely registering our Betas leaving as my eyelids tried to drag themselves down over my eyes.

“Selene,” Dmitri’s deep voice beside my ear sent a warm tingle down my spine. “You can’t keep burning the candle at both ends, P
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