82: A special pup

Massimo

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"Young Alpha Andre is something," Delta Guido spoke with a smile and told me everything that he did while taking a tour of the pack. I couldn’t help but feel proud of Felicity. The way she raised him was quite recommendable.

"Does he remind you of anyone, Alpha? He asked next. I didn’t say anything about that. He was the only one who knew that Nimo wasn’t my pup, but observing his behavior, it was very hard to say that he wasn’t mine. At the same time, a couple of old pack members congratulated me in the morning by saying Andre looked like my father. "His tone and attitude remind me of you. The way he kept threatening all the time to get his work done,"

"Guido, get me the family album. Especially of my papa’s childhood," I ordered him while going to the Gamma’s Ivano’s work of the last year. Surprisingly, out of all the thirty-eight she-wolves whom I kicked out of the pack,

Thirty of them were from the Dark Moon Pack; two were from my own previous pack; and six were newly mov