EMILY'S POVMy life had become a split screen.On one side, there was the public show. The Alpha heiress, resilient and unbroken. I stood in front of the scorched shell of our northern lambordi warehouse, the smell of wet ash and burnt metal clinging to the air. A small, carefully managed press pool clicked away, capturing me in a tailored black trench coat, my expression solemn but determined as I surveyed the damage."Ms. Cortez, how do you respond to claims that these security failures indicate the Cortez pack is no longer fit to manage its own territories?"I turned to the reporter, a woman from a major business outlet, and offered a thin, controlled smile. "What you see here is an act of cowardice, not a failure of capability. The Cortez pack has weathered storms for generations.” “We are already rebuilding, and we will find those responsible." My voice was steady, a pillar of calm in the chaos. Inside, my wolf paced, restless and furious.Later, in the back of my armored car,
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