Dax’s povI pushed my phone away, trying to focus on the document in front of me. “Are you okay?” Dylan asked, raising his brows. I took a deep breath, leaning on my seat properly. “Of course,” I responded, not having the time to banter. Dylan chuckled slightly, getting on his feet. “You know, I saw you sneaking in two days ago? At the brink of the night,” Dylan said. I rolled my eyes, taking a deep breath. “Are you always everywhere?” I asked him.I don't even know if he sleeps at all, he always knows about anything that happens. “You know the answer to that. I mean, this pack needs someone’s eyes around,” He responded. Not bothering to respond, I took my phone and started scrolling through messages. “I am waiting for an answer,” Dylan probed when I didn't say anything. “Last I checked, I was the Alpha of the pack. The pack house literally belongs to me, why should I tell you why I was sneaking in?” I asked him. Dylan glared at me, his eyes not leaving mine. “I am suspic
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