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126. What Must Be Done

Author: L. G. Savage
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

Alpha Brax was already waiting at the edge of the clearing where they had set up their camp when Jackson walked up to it. Being too far from Layla was already messing with him, but he steeled himself against it despite Cain’s objections. He had to be strong enough to do what needed to be done.

Brax’s gaze lowered to his leg and widened when he looked back up at him. Brax was never one to look him in the eye. Out of all the Alphas, he was the least interested in breaking the rules.

“I’d heard you were already back on your feet but I didn’t really believe them,” Brax said.

“It’s been a crazy few days,” he answered.

Brax was an ally, but they had no interactions except the official ones.

“What happened, Brax?”

“To be honest, I’m still not sure. I woke up one night, and this witch was in my room. I still don’t know if she was real because she passed all my safeguards without triggering any alerts.”

“She was real,” he answered as he looked over the camp.

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