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Marcel Mclain

Alpha McLain yawned loudly. Just yesterday, he just came back from the meeting with the elders. He was asked to behave himself or is being chained by the hefty men by the door. I chose to comply. Not because they were stronger than me but because I didn't feel like shedding the blood of an elder. It was too much hassle.

Immediately I got home, I took a deep breath of the surroundings. It smelt of bleach and something else I couldn't place in Gina's body. Did she see Jaleelnfor another dose of werewolf soap?

She was a sly wolf and knew it. "How did it go?"

"I was let off the hook. What about the meeting with the Lunas?" I removed the clothes that smelt of the elders. Then I grabbed an unlucky omega. She knew what I wanted.

Gina hissed. "Those wolves didn't know when to call it quits. They go ahead dumping responsibilities on me! I am not…"

"Stop complaining and leave me be. I want to take a well deserved rest." Now she just annoys me with her presence. Doesn't she have so