Alpha or Lycan : Otsana's Dilemma
I began, forcing the words out through trembling lips, “it isn’t Noah’s.”
Lila’s eyes widened slightly, though her composure remained intact. “Then…who is—”
“Ralph,” I said, cutting her off. The name tasted bitter on my tongue. “The Alpha of the Greyhound pack.”
Her gasp was sharp and sudden, her hand flying to her mouth. “Ralph? I know of him. He often visited the Lycan King—”
“Used to,” I interjected, my tone flat. “Not anymore.”
She hesitated, clearly wanting to ask more but deciding against it.
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