Choosing The Alpha King
Robert inquired, curiosity lacing his tone.
Lucas’s voice was heavy with resignation. “The Moon goddess battle for the Alpha King is approaching, and I’ll be representing the CIA. I need time to train for it. Besides, Alex is dead. I never knew he was Zandros, or Xander, all this time. He was so close, yet I never recognized him.”
“That boy was clever,” Roberto mused, a hint of admiration in his voice.
Lucas’s expression softened, a tinge of remorse surfacing. “Yet, he died in such an unexpected way. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend. It’s just hard to believe how it happened.”
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