Interlude

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Edwardian: Present time     I've never met an alpha female with the affinity to steal other alpha callings. This woman is majestic. The way she carries herself. The precision in which she speaks. All of Aren Glass screams predator. She might not be royalty but she carries herself like one. I love soldiers who can be more than killing machines. They're useful. Always.      "You're not here to apologize?" Michael, Rayleen's mate asked. The female sighed.     "I should," she shrugged. "I've practiced it in the mirror and I know that I'm out of line but I can't bring myself to say it,"      "Of course not," he laughed. It doesn't bother him in the slightest. In this very moment. I long for my companion. Avaira is just like that. How many times did I wrong her and how many times did she for

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