Marcus POV:
Marcus walked down the hallway with the effortless confidence of a beta wolf who had long since learned to hide their every intention with a charming smile and a warm mask.
He moved fast, so the other wolf walking beside him, Elder Hanlen, was practically tripping over his own feet just to keep up.
“The past few weeks have been truly fascinating, haven’t they?” Marcus murmured, his tone warm and his eyes bright, “Our new Luna is the most remarkable piece of all. She’s quiet, fragile looking and yet…” he paused, musing over his words as though they were still a shock to him. “I heard she tore apart two beta wolves as though they were nothing more than sandbags,”
Elder Hanlen, eager to please, “Yes, Marcus,” he answered, “It is truly fascinating, almost suspicious even,”
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