"Words are like nets - we hope they'll cover what we mean, but we know they can't possibly hold that much joy, or grief, or wonder.” ― Jodi Picoult
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(Mikayla)
"Tell August thank you," I said to the beta, who was now sweating, and biting nervously on his lips. "Did he tell you to lie to me?" I asked with a shake of my head, a small smile gracing my face, and Caleb quickly looked away from me, his eyes nervous and flighty.
The beta hadn't quite mastered the art of lying, I suppose. He flinched as soon as I asked him, and I knew. August didn't want me to know, but I would have found out eventually even if Caleb had been a strong actor and a good liar. I would have known.
"I also have another missive, dear Beta, for you Alpha. Tell him he sucks..." I blinked at him innocently and h
