Unholy Alliances

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Henry I paced my office floor in anger after Alpha Sloan and his w***e left with my omega. All pretense of friendship had been shot when he let not only a woman, but a black woman, disrespect me in my own territory. I had intended to come to an agreement with the new Alpha while I took the measure of his pack’s defenses. Now I would need to find another way to crush them and assume control of the territory. The smell of sulfur reached my nose as I raged. “She’s going to be a problem.” “Balaam.” I growled, turning to find the demon seated in my chair. If it weren’t for the scent of sulfur that clung to him, no one would be able to tell he wasn’t a normal man. He sat back in his black suit, his shined oxfords on my desk, his hat casually balanced on one knee. “You need to keep an eye

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