The Mates’ Vengeance
In no time, Gabriel emerged, his imposing figure a testament to the strength he held within the pack hierarchy.
"How can I be of use, Alpha Draxler?" Gabriel's voice, a deep resonance, carried the unwavering loyalty that defined our hierarchical dynamics. He knelt with precision, right knee on the floor, hand behind his back, head respectfully bowed.
"Grinjo found out Sergio's base," I informed him, the weight of the revelation carried in my words. "I thought about carrying you along for this game of 'Catch the Lucky Mouse' we've been playing with Sergio. We're leaving immediately, so take whatever you need, and I'll be waiting for you in my car."
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