Oliver walked into his quarters with a heavy sigh, running his fingers through his disheveled hair. The tension from the royal court was still going through his system, but as soon as his eyes landed on Ali, standing near the grand window with his mouth agape, a small chuckle escaped him.“A bug will get into your mouth at this rate,” he said as he closed the distance between themAli turned abruptly at the sound, his dark brown eyes wide with fascination. "Dude, this place is insane!" he exclaimed, taking slow steps forward as he turned in a full circle. "I thought werewolf packs lived in ancient castles or wild forests, but this—this looks like a damn elite town!"Oliver smirked. "I told you, we’re not as different as humans think. We adapt, just like you do. You were the one reading meaning into it."Ali’s gaze swept over the towering bookshelves, the sleek leather couches, and the delicately woven tapestries depicting battles and victories from centuries past. The walls were adorn
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