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Chapter Six — The Third Button
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2026-07-30 20:00:40"Come in."
His voice came through two inches of oak and the Mark at my neck jumped like a struck nerve.
Beta Cole opened the door for me and did not follow me through it. He wouldn't look at me either, which told me most of what I needed to know about how this had been described to him.
The Alpha's office is the oldest room in the Pack House, stone floor, no rug. The cold came up through my shoes inside of ten seconds.
Damien stood at the f
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