Kayla’s POV After my infuriating confrontation with Candice, I needed to calm down.And nothing helped clear my mind better than helping Ingrid sort out the records at the packs store.As I stepped inside, the familiar scent of parchment, ink, and old wood greeted me. Ingrid was behind the counter, scribbling something in a ledger. She looked up as soon as I walked in, and a slow, mischievous smile spread across her face.“Well, well, well,” she drawled. “Look who survived her first night with the Alpha.”I sighed, already starting to question my decision to come here. “I’m not in the mood, Ingrid.”She ignored me, closing the ledger with a soft thump. “So?” She leaned on the counter, eyes twinkling. “How was it?”I rolled my eyes and moved past her toward the back of the store, where the financial records were stacked. “Nothing happened.”“Liar.”I groaned. “Nothing. Happened.”She gasped dramatically. “You mean to tell me you spent the entire night alone in his bed, and you didn’t
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