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XV: THE SELECTION

작가: Lune Blood
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He turned to his closest friends and family first. "For the position of beta, I am honored to choose Blaine Roan Cavanaugh. His loyalty, strength, and tactical experties make him the perfect choice to support me in this role."

Blaine's eyes widened in surprise and pride. He stepped forward, his tall frame radiating both confidence and a deep sense of responsibility. The pack members applauded, their approval evident as Blaine took his place beside Allistair.

"For the gamma," Allistair continued, "I am selecting Blaine's sister, Sheryn Roan Cavanaugh. Her bravery and strategic mind are essential for this role, and I have complete faith in her abilities."

Sheryn, who had been quietly standing among the pack members, stepped forward with a mixture of shock and pride. Her selection was met with a stunned silence followed by a wave of enthusiastic applause. Even Blaine looked surprised, though his pride in his sister was clear. Their parents, standing at the edge of the hall, exchanged ast
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