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CHAPTER 46: The New Assignment

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POV: Wolfy

The Academy was a snake pit where the snakes hadn't learned to hide their venom yet.

I adjusted the cuffs of my suit—a new one, charcoal grey, delivered by my tailor within an hour of our release. Snap. I looked out the viewport of the transport. We were leaving the sterile, deadly silence of the Royal District and descending into the chaotic sprawl of the Military Sector.

"It is a demotion," Viggo grumbled from the back of the transport. He was cleaning his nails with a combat knife
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