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194. Complicated

Author: Nightingale
last update publish date: 2026-03-17 23:21:09
Blake's POV:

I looked up at Rolf and the oak tree was solid at my back and the afternoon was quiet around us and I waited to hear what he had to say.

He sat down beside me without being invited. Not close. Just within conversation distance, his back against the wall rather than the tree, his long legs stretched out in front of him and his pale eyes on the middle distance.

"I will be direct," he said.

"Go ahead."

He looked at me sideways. "I am here to win the Alpha Heir Competition. That is the
Nightingale

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