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"That's it," Trent drawled. He looked at me for a bit, and then his interest disappeared just as quickly. Slowly, as if at a tea ceremony, he took a sip of his coffee, gesturing with his hand for Reid to follow suit. But Reed ignored this gesture as well. - And for how long did you leave the reservation?

"How will it work," Reid replied colorlessly.

- How did Morgan and your mother let you go for such an indefinite period?

“They support my thirst for learning,” Reed seemed to be tired of pretending to be indifferent, and the ironic notes in his words did not escape the former alpha. All ostentatious cordiality fled from his face for a second, but he quickly controlled himself, and the mask returned to its place.

- Great, I left my son in safe hands.

- Lana's friends are waiting for her outside. And, of course, they are worried that she has been gone for so long.

Trent didn't even look in my direction. He silently examined his son for several seconds, as if considering whether to let u