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Chapter One-Hundred Eighteen: A Visit to the Pack Doctor: Uncovering More Than Expected
Brock's Perspective:
I had intended for the meeting to take place tonight, but frustratingly, I couldn't reach Sapphire, prompting me to postpone it to the next evening. As summer's end neared, so did Stephanie's impending return to school. Simultaneously, we faced our imminent move into my apartment in the corporate office complex. What she didn't know was my plan to name her head of Technical Security for all of my worldwide companies. There was more to the surprise, and I was bursting with anticipation at her reaction when she discovered I was also her professor.
I've grown increasingly worried about Stephanie's morning sickness. It's unusual for wolves to get sick, which is why this is particularly alarming. Could it be that, in addition to meddling with Stephanie’s memory, Sapphire's mother had induced an illness in her? After watching Stephanie suffer over the toilet for thirty minutes this morning, we decided it was time to see the pack docto
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