The Luna’s Obsessed Lycan Alphas
On the other side of the office, with shelves holding dusty and moth-eaten books, were dirty blue sofas, and two men lay on them fast asleep.
“Sit.” He said, and Nikkie directed us to sit, while he stood behind me, alert.
I settled on the soft chair, feeling discomfort creep up on me.
“Names please.” The man said, opening a large book.
“A human must have designed this office, right? Could it be the author? Someone who has seen how things work in the human world.” Emily said softly, leaning forward as she watched the man with something close to awe.
“We have rules governing our operations here, and whether or not they were set up by the author, it is not our place to say. Write down your name
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