{Dominic}I stood in front of the massive mirror carved from obsidian black stone, the kind only found in the deepest veins of the Bloodhound territory. The reflection staring back at me certainly looked the part, designer suit, styled hair, clean shaven. “Completely and utterly fake.”“I hate this,” I muttered, smoothing the lapel of the suit with my hand, like that was going to make me feel any better.“Yeah, I can tell,” came Ryker’s voice from behind, “But hey, it’s not the end of the world. Just calm down, go in with an open mind, and who knows, maybe one of the pretty wolves will catch your eye.”I turned toward him, shooting a glare his way. He was already dressed in his own suit, but it was unbuttoned at the top, but that was mostly because he couldn’t be bothered to follow protocol unless he absolutely had to.“I’m not looking for someone to catch my eye. I’m looking for someone who can help me fortify my position as Alpha. Preferably someone whose bloodline won’t cause more
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