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Playing Corporate Warfare with Wolves

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last update 公開日: 2026-02-06 03:52:47

I was going to throw up all over my very expensive presentation materials.

Not because I was nervous about the Meridian pitch—I'd rehearsed it so many times I could deliver it in my sleep. No, I was going to throw up because in approximately thirty minutes, I'd be standing in a conference room with Marcus Kane, the werewolf Alpha who'd vandalized my car and threatened my life, and I had to pretend everything was perfectly normal.

"You're doing the thing again," Sophie said, appearing beside my
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