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#Chapter 93: The Werewolf Council

"Do I look all right?" I ask Marcus in our bedroom at the villa. I'm staring at myself in the mirror, smoothing my navy blue dress over my hips. "I've never been to a Werewolf Council before; I'm not exactly sure what I'm supposed to wear."

"You look fantastic," Marcus says, coming up behind me to tug my zipper all the way to the top of my dress. "Very professional. A real Alpha's Heir wife."

"Fiancee," I say with a smile. I tuck a curl - now back to its original brown - behind my ear. M
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