I’m ignoring Elle; it's been three days since we buried James and Marc. I have done everything I can not to be alone with Elle and her tempting scent. I know she’s been training with the enforcers and from the way the guys have been talking about her, it's going well. Low seems to be working out as well; my life is running smoother than it ever has, which has only left me with more time to sit and think about Elle as well as how to punish Phelan and Dutton. Both males have been giving me a wide berth, but each time I’ve seen them, I do nothing but glare. “Alpha, do you have a minute?” Brandon’s knock and rough voice pulls me from thoughts of Elle and beating on my newest Pack doctor. “Aye, come in.” I grunt as I reach for my coffee; it went cold about an hour ago but Elle is in the kitchen with my mother so I’m making do with what I have. Brandon quickly steps into the office and closes the door behind him, which means whatever he has to say is important and requires my full attenti
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