Atlas’s POV The knock on my office door came just as I was finishing a pile of paperwork. Before I could respond, the door swung open, and in walked Alpha Miguel, his usual easygoing grin plastered across his face. "Atlas, my friend," he said, his tone light, but his sharp eyes immediately assessed me. "You look like a man drowning in his responsibilities." I sighed, leaning back in my chair. "Miguel, I thought we were here for a meeting, not to hear you state the obvious." Miguel chuckled and flopped into the chair across from me, completely at ease. “Lighten up, Atlas. That permanent scowl of yours will scare off your entire pack one day. Well, maybe not Akira—she seems immune to good judgment.” I narrowed my eyes at him, but before I could respond, the door opened again. In sauntered Akira, her presence commanding as always. Without a word, she strode over to me, leaning down to press her lips against mine in a bold, possessive kiss. I froze, caught off guard by her auda
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