Alpha Alex POV. It was Friday night, and I was finally back in my room after dinner in the dining hall. Exhaustion weighed on me, and all I wanted was to collapse into bed. But I couldn’t. I still had work to do. First, my nightly push-ups. Then, the more critical task—writing formal invitations to the top-tier Alphas and queens for Sunday’s meeting, only two days away. I dropped to the ground and began my push-ups, muscles tightening with each count. One hundred rounds later, I collapsed, sweat clinging to my skin. My body demanded rest, but the letters couldn’t wait. First, though, I needed a bath. Shedding my clothes, I sank into the warm, soapy water of the tub. The heat melted my tension, washing away the day’s fatigue. Once refreshed, I dried off, dressed, and sat at my desk. The first invitation was addressed to the Alphas, the second to the queens. By the time I finished, my letters we
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