63. A Friendly Interrogation

Aella

I sit quietly on the couch in Roman’s office, flipping through an old issue of a nature magazine as he pores over some documents at his desk.

I’m used to these moments—the weight of his responsibilities as Alpha often leads to late nights and busy mornings. But it’s a life we’ve built together, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

“You know, you could make this magazine collection a little more interesting,” I comment, giving him a playful look.

He glances up from his work, an amused grin lighting up his face. “What, you’re not enthralled by the mating rituals of the North American beaver?”

“Absolutely riveting,” I retort. “But I could use some variety.”

The door swings open just as he chuckles, and Kaden steps inside, a solemn expression on his face. “Roman, I’ve got news,” he begins, then spots me on the couch and blanches. “Aella, hey.”

“Hey, Kaden,” I greet him, closing the magazine and setting it aside. “What’s up?”

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