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The Alpha's Cook?!

Isabella was trying her best to stay cool. There was this intense feeling to move close to the wizard and yank on his silky white strands until they pulled off. It was just a thought.

One she didn't intend to execute.

She was better off as a human and not some magically-morphed four-legged dirt-eating animal.

The thought made her chuckle.

"Sorry, I didn't get that."

Isabella looked up with widened eyes. "Oh, no. I didn't say anything."

Albus made a throaty sound. "I was asking if you have been briefed on the rules."

"Errm, yeah. I know I am to be punctual and desist from clamour, and—"

"I honestly have no business with that," Albus gently interjected. "I want to know if you know what to report to me."

Isabella stole a confused glance at Ralph who indicated for her to look back to the wizard.

"I... I don't know anything about that sir."

"Now, listen to me," Albus said and sat up. "Damon takes a daily dose of medications that helps to... that helps him to survive."

"The alpha is
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