Ryker
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Ryker heads toward his temporary office, already mentally sorting through the day’s tasks, when Justin’s mind link cuts in.
Alpha, your new office is ready.
Ryker changes direction immediately.
He meets Justin outside the new reception area. The double glass doors gleam in the morning light.
“I like the double doors,” Ryker says, running a hand along the frame. “Nice touch.”
“Thank you, Alpha.”
Ryker steps inside.
The space opens into a bright, modern waiting area. Soft gray walls. A long reception desk made of dark wood with clean lines. Two plush charcoal‑colored couches sit opposite each other with a low coffee table between them. A few framed photos of the pack grounds hang on the walls—warm, welcoming, but still professional. A vase of fresh flowers sits on the cou
