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They both offered a soft smile as Tyler grabbed them both a glass of orange juice.
“No coffee Ty?” Cheyenne poked.
“Probably not a good idea to give an ancient guardian, who’s also the last shield, who is also able to explode, some caffeine.” Tyler joked but had a point.
One by one, they trickled in. First Gunner, always with that suspiciously casual “alpha on vacation” vibe. Then Jax and Tora, practically attached at the hip after their very public “we’re mated now” announcement. Tegan wasn’t far behind, having practically dragged Collin out of his library of blood contracts and maps. Isolde, cool and regal, strode in like she never skipped out on a throne. And finally, Chelsea and Ben, wit
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