Alpha Landon
Midika
Cyrus looked awfully uncomfortable, as the woman had moved her penetrating gaze over to my companion.
"Who, what?" I sputter, not quite formulating a proper sentence. Her neck snapped back, startling me.
"A handwritten letter from Alpha Landon," she stated formly, slamming an envelope onto the table. It had the royal wax seal. Bright red, a picture of a closed fist stamped on it, signifying the Power Pack. I reach out and grab the paper, feeling the glossy, almost shimmery finish.
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