Surrogate for the Alpha
With a half-smile, he tapped it open, eyes scanning the document.
At first, his lips pulled into an amused grin. Then the grin faltered, giving way to a sharp frown as he read further. His brows knitted, only for them to rise again in sudden intrigue.
Slowly, his smirk returned—this time darker, more deliberate, curling at the edges like a predator cornering prey. He leaned back in his chair, the glow of the screen reflecting in his sharp eyes.
“Well, well, well…” he drawled, voice laced with wicked delight. “Hello, dear Crane’s Luna.”
The lights flickered, then died, leaving only the echo of his laugh in the shadows.
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