Alpha Isaiah
he claims.
Isaiah takes a long drink from his glass. "I've explained this to you.”
"Not well enough, it seems."
"I'm to be used as a mechanism to gain the trust, to reduce slander against the Alpha by proving ill-represented reports wrong,” I tell him, reciting what the real Kenna would have likely been told. The words taste like ash on my tongue, being something that I have to force out. I can hardly believe this is a role that someone, being me at this point, has to play. And unfortunately, I will have to do that for Isaiah, while I am here. It will ultimately be worth it, though.
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