When I reached my room, I found Jackson waiting outside my door, his tall frame leaning against the wall with deceptive casualness. His eyes brightened when he saw me, though his expression remained carefully neutral, aware, as we both were, of the watchful eyes throughout the pack house. "Alpha Graystone," he greeted formally. "A moment of your time?" "Of course," I replied with equal formality, unlocking my door and gesturing him inside. Once the door closed behind us, his posture relaxed slightly. "You were with Cassandra and Maison," he said, not quite a question. "Forming alliances," I confirmed, moving to my laptop to check emails before my publisher call. "Your brother surprised me."
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