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Chapter 41

Prescott’s pov

I entered Alpha Randale’s office to see my men, sitting on a large couch. They sprang up to their feet when they saw me enter the office.

“Your Majesty!” my men bowed in greetings as soon as I got closer to them.

“Where is Randale?” I questioned, seeing that he wasn't anywhere in sight.

“Checking out a file in his inner office room,” Dixon spoke up, his voice hoarse as usual.

“Sit!” I ordered, taking the couch across from them.

“Yes, your Majesty!” they said in unison before plunging back to the seat.

I moved back into the seat, crossing my arms around my chest as I thought about what the rogue that attacked Nova earlier might have wanted from her.

Realizing that I might have gotten a little information from him, I wished I never had killed him.

“Sorry for keeping you waiting… Your majesty!” Alpha Randale halted on his track, he held a tray of mugs in his hands, and he bowed as he saw me on the seat.

“Your majesty, I never knew you would be this quick, hence, I would hav
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