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Part 11

/His POV/

My father, the Pack Alpha, was sitting in his study, busy reading something. His glasses sat on his nose, brows furrowed together. From a distance, I could still pick out the silver of his hair, dull and thin. I knocked on the door even though he might have anticipated my arrival. He lifted his head, closing the file and motioning me to step in.

"Hi, dad."

"Aiden" He smiled brightly. "I heard that you had finalised your Luna."

I laughed, plopping on the empty chair in front of him. "Word gets around that fast, huh?"

"I'm sorry I caught the end of your conversation." He sheepishly pointed out.

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shaquioa francis
oh crap here we go
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