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Professor Kieran.
He was standing near the far end of the ballroom, in a sleek dark suit, flanked by two Alphas I didn't recognize. His posture was regal, commanding, and his expression unreadable.
But his eyes?
They were on me.
And they weren't the only ones.
Because to his right, Oscar was standing with a wine glass in hand, his jaw slack with surprise. And just behind him, partially hidden in the crowd, was Draven.
I swore under my breath.
All four of the Rogue Alpha brothers were present in the same room, and while it shouldn't have been weird, a familiar feeling started blooming deep inside me.
But before I could have focused further on that feeling, River placed a hand on my lower back and gently, but firmly, guided me toward a cluster of Alphas standing near the center of the ballroom.
His touch wasn't feeling friendly. It felt calculated.
"Come," he said smoothly with that unshakable composure on his face. "There are people I would like you to meet."
