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61: HUMANS, WEREWOLVES, AND OTHER THINGS. II
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2025-03-26 16:23:44"We have company, Alpha Kane," Marcus' voice crackled through the Walkie-talkie on the table. The air in the room shifted instantly, tension creeping in like an uninvited guest.
Both Steve and Emma turned to each other, their eyes mirroring the same concern.
"The Sentinel?" Steve asked, already reaching for the device, his voice a mix of urgency and suspicion.
"Negative, it's Lady Long," Marcus replied.
Emma's frown deepened.
Lady Long? What was she doing here? What could she possibly want?
"How do you know it's her?" Steve asked, his fingers gripping the Walkie-talkie tighter.
"I would recognize that limousine anywhere, Alpha Kane," Marcus stated with certainty.
Steve inhaled sharply, his jaw tightening. "I'm coming outside."
"Over and out," Marcus said before the line went dead.
Emma folded her arms across her chest, watching as Steve pulled on a shirt. A part of her wished he hadn’t. Even after all these
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