Marcus moved closer, bristling. "If she's going, then so am I."My eyes widened. I didn't want Marcus to tag along. What would happen if he discovers the president s a werewolf too?The escort hesitated, his rifle angled slightly lower, like he wasn't sure if Marcus was a threat yet. "You may accompany her to the building. But not inside the chambers."No! I thought the guards will resist and tell him 'no' straight."Like hell...""Marcus," I said quickly, touching his arm. My voice was calm, but my fingers trembled. "It's fine.""No, it's not," he shot back, his voice low, fierce. "Something about this stinks. The President doesn't summon random civilians out of the blue. You think this is about politics? About leverage?""Maybe it's about keeping up appearances," the escort cut in. "Not your concern."Marcus rounded on him. "Not my concern? I've been guarding her since day one. If this goes sideways, it's my concern."I gave Marcus a small, tight smile
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