NATHAN'S POVThe third morning in Brooklyn dawned cold and crisp, the city alive with its usual hustle. I met Lola at the café, already feeling the weight of another day in this labyrinth of steel and stone.“Alright,” Lola said, handing me a steaming cup of coffee. Her tone was different, lighter, but laced with intent. “Today, you’re flying solo.”I raised an eyebrow. “What’s the catch?”“No catch,” she said, leaning against the counter. “You’ve been sticking to me like turtles to their shells, and it’s time to break out of that comfort zone. The city has its own lessons to teach, Nathan, and you won’t learn them with me holding your hand.”I sipped the sweet brew, her words settling in. “And what if I crash and burn?”Her smirk was sharp and confident. “Then you get up and try again. That’s what being an Alpha is about, isn’t it? Adapt, learn, lead.”I nodded, knowing she was right. “Fine. Where do I start?”“Anywhere,” she shrugged, throwing on her coat. “The city’s your map today
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