Alpha Ryu
"Something... important."
He leaned back in his chair, arms crossing over his broad chest. His face remained impassive, but I could feel the tension rolling off him in waves.
"I’m listening," he said, the words clipped and cold.
I inhaled sharply, trying to find the strength to continue. My voice barely rose above a whisper.
"I was sent here. On orders."
Ryu’s eyes narrowed slightly, but he said nothing, waiting.
"My father is Sir Harry," I confessed, each syllable tasting like ash on my tongue. "Alpha of Moon Hound Pack."
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