Chapter 51 - Duty
Felicity sat in the armchair opposite Kevin. The room had been arranged as if it were meant for negotiations between kings rather than a simple conversation between two young wolves. Heavy velvet curtains framed the tall windows, allowing only narrow streams of evening light to slip inside. The fading sun painted the walls in warm amber tones, making the expensive paintings look even more imposing. Portraits of past Alphas watched silently from gilded frames. Between them stood several tall porcelain vases, each one clearly chosen to signal wealth and prestige. Everything looked flawless. Perfect. Too perfect. Felicity felt like she had been placed inside a carefully staged performance where every detail had been designed to demonstrate power, tradition, and family pride. Except on
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