Second Fiddle

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Quinlan’s p.o.v. I look at all the empty seats in the morning, and it is strange to see that not all the Elders I grew up with are present. Dad had given his orders again before he asked the Guardians to bring in the next prisoners. Dezra and Darron got their orders from Dad in their cell and walked into the Throne Room in silence. “Alphas, you were all present during the trial and have heard all the evidence against my Sister and her Mate. We will revisit that evidence for the sake of your Pack-members, who might not be aware of what they did.” Uncle Vaughn says. None of the Alphas looks happy; they probably don’t want to hear everything again or they don’t believe that the crimes Dezra and Darron committed are enough to result in a death penalty. “I will explain to you how our Succe

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