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Chapter 75: A Breakfast That Tastes Like Tension

Author: Meminger
last update publish date: 2026-05-20 23:43:25

Third POV

The breakfast table in the Midnight Pack's guest quarters was draped in linen the color of charcoal, with silver cutlery arranged precisely on either side of the plates. Steam rose from the teapot, carrying the scent of bergamot and honey. But Elsie was not eating. She was pushing a piece of toast around her plate, her eyes fixed on the crumbs, her jaw tight.

Nyra sat across from her, buttering her bread with elegant, unhurried strokes. Alpha Garrath sat at the head of the table, his
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