9KaneThe atmosphere was tense as Nathalie, with a confident and almost predatory stride, entered my quarters. Her eyes, sharp and discerning, locked onto mine, and for a moment, it felt as if she were peering into my very soul."Alpha Kane," she began, her voice smooth as honey, yet with an underlying hiss of a snake ready to strike. "I trust you've been eagerly anticipating this meeting."I stood tall, my expression stern. "Speak, Nathalie. Your games are wearing thin. What do you know of Serena?"She took a step closer, her movements deliberate and seductive. Her attire was a calculated choice, a form-fitting dress that hugged her curves and left little to the imagination, its deep red hue a stark contrast against her pale skin. The neckline plunged daringly, and the slit along her leg suggested freedom and ease of movement that a predator like her might require. "Perhaps I do know something that could aid you," she purred, her eyes never leaving mine. "But knowledge, as you know
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