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Disgrace the Monroe’s name

作者: King Victory
last update 公開日: 2026-02-27 17:25:44

Author’s POV

Henry’s office smelled of old parchment, ink, and authority.

It always had.

The room had been designed to remind anyone who entered that power lived here—stone walls etched with the pack’s crest, shelves lined with ledgers chronicling decades of rule, a heavy desk positioned so that the Alpha could see the door and the windows at once. Henry had always said it was practical.

Isyra thought it was beautiful.

She sat in Henry’s chair now.

The seat was large beneath her, the carved arm
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