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He passed by the door and went straight into my bedroom. Was he the one sleeping here?

My mind flashed back to the memory of the day we got the call from Carlisle, the mediation call that turned out to be a distraction. Carlisle had claimed to be the Beta. But was that true? If Preston was sleeping here, then it was definitely true. The Beta would be in the packhouse. Especially with an Alpha like Syn. They demand to know where their Beta is, because they don’t trust anyone, even them.

He throws himself down on the bed, my bed, and I see his chest heave a few times. He hasn’t scented that I’m here. I mean to be fair, I barely have a scent, but he definitely was living here considering how comfortable he was and trusting he was alone without searching the house. I watched him through the crack of the door, unsure what to do. I decided that I would at least need to wait till he went to sleep but that could have been hours away. Unfortunately, I didn’t get the chance.

He stood back up an