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Avalyn's POV

Even if she was a toy, I don‘t share my toys... I‘d kill her before she lay with another man.” Alpha Grey said in a casual tone, as if he was discussing the day‘s weather.

I widened my eyes. Would he really… kill me? His response caused Romero to chuckle, nodding his head: “Totally understandable…” Then a low tone in the room interrupted him. Alpha Grey pulled out his phone. “This is Grey,” he answered, and then remained silent, listening to what the other person said on the phone. Even Romero and Logan seemed intrigued by the conversation.

“Yes, I‘ll be there.”

After hanging up the call, Alpha Grey looked up. “We have all been requested to head to the capital, including myself. We need to be there in two days.” Romero nodded his head.

“We have plenty of time. Shall we continue with other business then, and leave the young lady to her peace and quiet?” Grey simply nodded and said “Very well” as he walked towards the exit of my room.

“However, I do insist that this