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The proposal.

Penulis: Teresa
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-03-21 00:48:39

Seraphine's heart raced with anticipation. She hoped she would be able to convince Alpha Carlson as soon as possible. Moments later, she heard a voice telling her to come in and she opened the door. Alpha Carlson was seated on a couch in the office and Shaman Soraya sat on the couch opposite him. They seemed to be having a serious conversation. The Alpha's office looked more functional than luxurious, as opposed to the rest of the pack house. The walls were painted in a simple beige color, giving the room a neutral backdrop. A sturdy and unadorned wooden desk sat against one wall. It was covered with stacks of paperwork and a few scattered pens, suggesting that he had a busy schedule but lacking any personal touch. In one corner of the room, lay a desk with a chair behind it and two mismatched chairs in front of it. The table itself bore the marks of frequent use, with scratches and stains that gave an idea of how long it had been in use. On one side of the room, two couches sat facin
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