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Chapter 15

Perrin

“Hello Mar–”

The backside of someone who very much wasn’t Marge stood up from behind the circulation desk.

“I’m sorry–I’m looking for Marge?”

An enormous box of stray papers and junk landed with a thud on the circulation desk. The brown-haired young man behind it slumped over the desk, leaning on his elbows. “I’m not sure why you want to find her, but she’s in the back.”

I hadn’t seen him before. This must have been who my father was talking about. I extended my hand. “Thank you. I don’t believe we’ve met, I’m–”

“Perrin, Alpha Select. Yes, I know. Pleasure to meet you.&rd

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