TURMOIL

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ZANE'S POV I knew father would do this, I didn't just think Professor Lewanosky would be the tool. They didn't want her out, because of some lousy prophecy. I bet her wolf was a weak creature who could barely hold her fort. I seethed as I made my way back to my suite. The instant I stepped into the room, my phone vibrated in my pocket. A small growl escaped my lips, as I dug my phone out of my pocket. I clicked on the green button, and pressed the phone against my ears. “Hey…” I drawled. Sophia smacked her lips together. “I heard about the outcome of the meeting with your father, and the entire council of elders…” I zoned out of the conversation, as I rubbed my hands over the bridge of my nose. There was no point asking how she got her hand around it. For goodness sake! It was So

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