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Boardroom if the Wolves

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Chapter 18: Boardroom of the Wolves

POV: Lina Hale

If I had known that being a queen involved this much sitting in cold rooms listening to men argue about dirt, I might have thought harder before jumping off that bridge.

I sat to Kael's left at the obsidian council table doing my best impression of someone whose brain was still waterlogged. The look required a soft unfocused gaze, occasional slow blinking, and absolutely no expression that suggested I understood anything being said. Internally
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