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Anton’s eyes were glued to the mouth of his Beta, Abraham, who was talking about something. Anton was trying his hardest to concentrate because what Abraham was talking about was an important issue that needed to be taken care of, but his mind was somewhere or more specifically on the little pregnant woman he bought yesterday for a hundred thousand dollars and brought home with him. "I think it would be best if we prepare the warriors ahead. With the way the Twilight Pack is going, they are spilling blood. We cannot afford to take it lightly with them, Alpha." Abraham was saying but his brows were twitching as he felt like Anton was looking at him but not listening or registering any of what he was saying. Abraham continued to talk anyways but when he asked a question and Anton was still

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