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Alexander’s POV

Three days had passed since I returned to the mansion, my heart heavy with the knowledge of the recent werewolf attacks on humans. The situation was dire, and I knew that immediate action was necessary to protect both the werewolf community and the humans who had become unwitting targets.

I had spent those three days tirelessly strategizing, using my vast financial resources to suppress the news of the attacks. It was a delicate and challenging task, one that required the utmost discretion and secrecy.

As I sat in my study, pondering our next steps, my loyal and capable secretary, Candace, entered the room. Her sharp eyes and unwavering dedication had always been assets, and I trusted her implicitly.

"Mr. Alexander, I have an update on the media coverage regarding the recent attacks," she said, her tone as composed as ever.

I nodded, eager to hear the progress. "Go on, Candace."

She held out a report for me to peruse, and I quickly scanned the contents. It detailed how