Rowena’s PovAlpha Alexander was at home and in his study room. The little awkwardness and tension that was hovering between us when I entered dissolved as I told him about stumbling upon Olivia. “If she’s in my pack, doesn’t that mean I could kick her out?” Alexander closed the file in his hand, and leaned forward in his seat, dark eyes burrowing into mine as if he was trying to dissect what was going on in my head. “What?” I was genuinely startled. “No, you can’t do that.” I added, shaking my head sternly. I felt a dip in my stomach at my refusal, but I didn’t take it back. “Why can’t I? You’ve always wanted revenge.” Instead of taking my refusal for it, Alexander pressed, clearly encouraged to convince me. However, my mind was as solid as rock. “Yes, I have always wanted it and still do,” I admitted, setting the glass of water that had been in my hand on the table. “But not like that. Kicking her out would only make her feel that despite all these years, she still has an effe
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