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Chapter 161: Alexander's Redemption

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The Alpha council's formal recognition session happened on a Thursday in early spring.

I had been to enough of these sessions now to know their particular texture, the way the chamber filled with the specific attentiveness of wolves who had been reading the same network correspondence and had arrived with their own assessments already formed, the way the formal language of recognition masked the genuine political weight of what was being acknowledged. These sessions were not ceremonies. They we
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