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Chapter 12: The Daughter in the Report

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Adrian had postponed the engagement reception twice before anyone asked whether the injured guard needed anything.

The first postponement was blamed on weather.

The second on a delay in the household preparations.

Neither explanation satisfied the delegation’s senior envoy, who stood in Garrick’s study with rain on his boots and a sealed letter in his hand.

“My Alpha understands difficulties,” the envoy said. “He prefers to be told wha

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