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“So my sister has told me a lot of good things about you,” I said.
Cecilia Clark sat in front of me, smiling sweetly, though she looked a bit embarrassed. “She doesn’t know me that well,” she replied, clearly trying to downplay their connection.
“You helped her, and I believe I need someone as tough as you in my pack,” I said.
She looked intrigued now, though a little confused. “Oh?”
“It says here you are the daughter of a beta,” I continued.
“Yes, but I hardly knew my father. His mate, my mother, was a lone wolf. While they were together during her heat, he didn’t really want anything to do with me,” she explained.
“Well,” I said, setting the paper down and leaning closer, resting my hands on my desk, “I’m in need of a beta, you see.”
Suddenly, she sat up straighter, lookin
