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Chapter 67

Author: Cece
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Reagan’s POV

I stepped into the town hall, my boots clicking against the polished wooden floor as the oppressive silence greeted me. The elders sat in a semi-circle, their expressions varying from stern to outright disdain. It was clear they weren’t thrilled by my presence.

"You’re late," one of the elders snapped, his tone sharp and accusing.

I gave a small, apologetic smile that didn’t reach my eyes. "Apologies, but as you’re all aware, I have a pack to lead. Unlike some, I don’t have the luxury of free time."

One of the younger elders, his face turning red with fury, looked ready to explode. But before he could, Elder Nicholas, the eldest of them all, placed a calming hand on his shoulder. His silver hair gleamed in the dim light, and his piercing eyes fixed on me, unamused but measured.

I smirked, enjoying the tension, and strode to the chair in the center of the room. The scraping sound of the chair as I pulled it back echoed like a challenge. I sat down leisurely, crossing my le
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