XANDER POV The unnamed Gamma observes me closely, upon my confession that the man who killed his Alpha is my brother. Honestly, with the strong family resemblance, it’d be impossible to deny. Andrew’s anger is palpable, his mouth practically foaming and steam pouring from his head. His face vermillion, and eyes wild. If the hot headz people saw him, they’d ask him to star in their next commercial. “Nora says to trust you…” The Gamma says slowly, his eyes shifting with the inner conflict, until finally deciding. “With the situation we are in right now, I need all the allies I can get.” His hand jutting out into the space between us for a handshake. “Alpha Xander,” I state, nodding to Fletcher, still in wolf form, “my Beta Fletcher.” Turning to Andrew, I introduce him as well. “Beta Andrew of New Moon.” Nodding at the others, the man introduces himself, “Gamma Derek, and some of Northern Lakes’ warriors.” Nodding in appreciation, I pull out the tactical gear from my bag. Andrew remai
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