Lu The Alpha stared at Lu, a burning glaze in his eyes as they changed from blue the smouldering red, a letter and Garcia's journal on the table which stood between them. Lu pretended to look guilty, though in his heart he was laughing. "What do have to say for yourself, Beta Lu," the Alpha growled, tapping the letter angrily. "No words," Lu whispered, "can tell you how sorry I am, Alpha." In truth, Lu couldn't care less. "Angel was desperate, no one could think of a way out for her. She believed this was her only option." His Alpha slammed a fist on the table, growling. "Running away, leading everyone to believe she died in that fire? That fire could have spread and hurt, or killed, someone else!" "Forgive me, Alpha." Go rot in hell, Lu thought cynically. "All right," the Luna spoke up finally. "We need to discuss these issues in a calm and rat
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