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Chapter One-Hundred Thirty-Two: The Fate of Beta Johnson: Alpha Morrison's Justice
Staphanie’s perspective:
The Fate of Beta Johnson: Alpha Morrison's Justice
I insisted on respect; without establishing firm boundaries from the outset, it would forever remain tenuous. So, right from the start of our dialogues, I laid down the law.
"Alpha Silverton-Simmons," he began, a note of unprecedented respect coloring his tone, "I must confess, I've yet to encounter a wolf possessing strength comparable to that of yours. I propose that one of my men partake in interrogating them."
I contemplated his suggestion before replying, "The issue at hand, you see, is the intense anxiety your men harbor towards you as their Alpha. This fear could shroud the truth, leaving us only with half-truths or worse, silence. I believe our Gamma is better suited for this delicacy—the questioning of the young wolves. Under his charge, not only can you and your mates supervise to prevent any misconduct, but we're also more likely to eli
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