♡☆ALPHA LUCA♡☆Not a chance. I couldn't think of any chance that Candace could be directly or indirectly connected to the rogues, to Morgè Carver. Marcus needed to make sense of this. "It's been a long day," I spoke calmly, trying to douse the rage ravenously burning within me, "We have a banquet to attend—" "And rogues to ward off our territory." Marcus intercepted me, "My apologies, Alpha, but it's my duty as the beta of Duskmoon to put the safety of the pack members first." Marcus's gaze drifted to Candace's pale face, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. She shifted a little beside me, a subtle gesture that revealed how much she needed me to protect her right now. Then Marcus looked back at me. "Until investigations mark her clean, I'm afraid everyone's a suspect." Marcus had a point. Everyone was a suspect but nothing could make me raise brows in Candace's direction. Look at her, so clueless about Pack politics. So true at heart to want to aid a man as barbaric and as
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