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Author: Scare crow
last update publish date: 2026-08-10 23:39:49

RONAN'S POV

The first thing I did the next morning was lie to myself.I told myself I wasn't looking for a way to smuggle Ethan's people into my pack.

I was only gathering information.

There was a difference.

At least, that was what I told myself as I stood outside the administration wing with my hands buried in my pockets, watching people move through the glass doors.

Pack administration opened at eight.It was eight seventeen.I had been standing there for twelve minutes.

My wolf hadn't said a w
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