On hearing that, Oric let out a low chuckle; cracking his knuckles too.“He’s got a point. This smells like ambition with perfume on it,” Oric said.Morrigana’s gaze shifted, keen enough to skin flesh.“Call it what you like, Oric,” she replied coolly. “But when that anomaly finally bonds with Cove. When she finally becomes Luna and has a bloodline with Alpha Cove. Do you truly believe any of us will still matter?”She stepped forward, shadows clinging to her like ink.“She’ll have him. The throne. And then poof; our packs become pawns in her tiny little paws.”“When that happens probably that’s when everyone’s eyes will be opened.”Lorcan folded his arms. “There’s more than a thousand way to kill a rat. For f*cks sake there are other ways.”“Go on, name one,” Morrigana purred, leaning over the table. Lorcan turned to Oric, eyes searching, almost pleading for him to say something—anything.Oric caught the look and shook his head.“Oh… don’t look at me like that,” he said, with a fals
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