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Chapter Twenty Two

Author: jengreyy
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-28 05:44:50

* Regina*

When we came back to the Alpha house, it had already calmed down. We walked back to the servants' quarters of the West. I wrapped my cloak tight around my shoulders against more than the night chill, my hands were still trembling against the recklessness that had happened to us all evening. I waited until everyone had retired. When the laughter and low talk had gone quite. I thought I should have slept. I should have let the dawn answer me. But the thing inside me could not wait any longer.

I got out of the quarters and slid between the silent halls, careful of my steps, and the feeling was like a thief of something that did not belong to me. I took the path to Alpha Archer's room which smelled of pine and musk. I know that his warriors are all outside the Alpha house.

When I came to his door it was open. Then I saw him standing near the edge of the light of the window, half shadow, half statue, a silhouette of the man who had shifted the course of the night and the fate of
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