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Over the following two days, Sibyl tried to forget about her encounter with Keshton and pull herself together. She threw herself into hospital work and picked up an online blogging gig for extra cash, her nights had become long end busy. At the pack, Aries often joined her during his free time, they grew close during their interactions making time pass happily. Without realizing it, they became close friends. 

However, Sibyl had noticed that since that day no rogue in the pack dared to cross paths with her. If they did they would look quite panicked and would avoid her like plague. 

“Aries, what happened to Noah’s friends? I haven’t seen them since that day?” she asked as walked by the same bathroom that she had been caught by Noah in. 

“They left…” Aries smiled. 

Sibyl nodded in surprise but did not ask much about the situation. However, whenever she crossed paths with Keshton, she treated him as if he were just another object in the room, ignoring his cold glares and dominating aura. She remained focused on her tasks, refusing to let his presence affect her. 

Then, on the third day, Aries did not show up. Instead, it was Glen that paid her a visit in the evening. “Hey, wanna earn some extra cash?” He offered out of the blue, which made her suspicious. 

“Cash? How?” 

“Actually we are short of serving staff at the moment. If you help then you will get a nice sum of cash at the end of the day.” 

Sibyl had a lot of experience in serving since she had worked as a waitress in the past, plus the offer was profitable, “but I still have hours left here,” she pointed out. 

“Not a problem. Follow me if you are ready,” he gestured. 

After a couple of seconds of thinking it over she agreed but was surprised when he led her inside the packhouse. She hesitated for a couple of seconds until her eyes landed on other serving Omegas going here 

and there. 

Glen left and the head Oméga explained to her what she needed to do. Walking down the hallway with a tray of wine, Sibyl marveled at the beauty of the mansion. Once she reached the door of the room where she was supposed to serve, she took a deep breath before entering. What came into her view was… Keshton. 

She froze in place as their eyes locked for the first time in three days. Dressed in a navy blue suit with his legs crossed, he emitted a powerful aura, but the look in his eyes was unreadable. 

“So she is the one…” the unfamiliar yet deep voice of a man attracted her attention. 

Sibyl looked around the room, noticing three unfamiliar faces in addition to Glen and Aries, seated on different sofas. Aries seemed surprised to see Sibyl, while Glen avoided making eye contact with her instead busying himself with eating some nuts. Guilty for calling her over without providing necessary details. 

“May I have a drink, please?” Christian smiled at Sibyl, indicating his empty glass. 

Sibyl felt a wave of hesitation wash over her as she realized that the three unfamiliar faces were Alphas that had been with Keshton the other day, whom she had glimpsed from behind. Now they were all in the same 

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room, and she had to serve all of them. The situation was nerve wracking enough with Keshton alone, but with three more Alphas added to the mix, it felt overwhelming. 

Though a part of her wanted to turn around and leave the room, she knew there was no going back once she had stepped inside. It was too late for regrets, she couldn’t simply run away. Instead, she lifted her gaze to meet Keshton’s for a brief moment, reminding herself that she was only there for some extra cash and would leave as soon as her task was done. 

She began to move and started her work. 

Keshton glanced at his friends then turned to Christian, who was sitting closest to him. “What were you guys thinking, calling her here?” His voice was low. 

“We were curious about your possession and wanted to take a look at her,” Christian casually explained. 

Keshton stared at him blankly. “Do you guys have a death wish?” 

“Not before meeting her,” Christian responded with a playful wink, diverting his attention to Sibyl, who was pouring wine into a glass with graceful precision. Her beautiful face remained calm and collected amid their exchange. 

“Such skilled hands,” Odin commented, his gaze fixed on Sibyl as she passed him the glass. “Oh… where are 

my manners? I am Alpha Odin Romano. You have got a skilled hands,” 

“Thank you,” Sibyl replied with a light smile, noticing Odin’s gray eyes, which complemented his sharp features and handsome face. However, his very black hair, slightly accented English and surname hinted at 

his Italian origin. 

However, once she passed the next drink to another Alpha, he scrutinized her closely. “I am Alpha Sean 

Alvarez. What is your name?” 

Sibyl was taken aback by the sudden interest in her. At the same time, the way he spoke and his surname made it clear that he was Mexican. He was a very handsome man, appearing as if he had walked straight out of a fashion magazine. “I am Sibyl Hall,” she replied politely. 

“Beautiful name.” Christian remarked, helping himself to another drink, earning Sibyl’s admiring gaze. “I am Alpha Christian Mikhailov,” His striking blue eyes and blonde hair, along with the way he spoke, made it clear 

that he was Russian. 

Sibyl couldn’t help but feel surprised at the sight of three Alphas from different backgrounds and countries gathered in the same place, all of them Keshton’s friends. 

‘Wait, why am I curious about his friends?‘ she asked herself, feeling a twinge of confusion. Just as she made up her mind to leave, Christian finished his drink in one go and placed his empty glass in front of Sibyl. “How is it that a beautiful she–wolf like you ended up in this rogue’s territory?” Sean inquired. 

Sibyl blinked at him, noticing the same curiosity reflected in the eyes of the other two Alphas as well. It seemed as though they were unaware of the background story. Glen’s muscles tensed slightly as he observe the interaction between the three Alphas and Keshton, whose expression remained unreadable. Sibyl hesitated, unsure of how to reply to Sean’s question. She glanced at Keshton for a moment before answering simply, “I am working here to pay off a debt.” 

“Ohh… so you are Keshton’s possession,” Odin stated. 

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Keshton’s expression remained neutral until he heard Sibyl’s response. “Only until I pay off my debt the 

clarified. 

The room fell into a dead silence, all three Alphas‘ eyes covertly shifted their attention to Keshton that was 

not good at all. 

“What an unexpected plan,” Sean remarked with a smile as he poured a new glass of wine and placed it in front of Sibyl. “How about you take a seat and drink with us?” 

Sibyl was taken aback by the offer and shook her head, “I am sorry, but…” 

“It’s alright. You are an interesting woman. We want to get to know you,” Odin interjected, his handsome smile inviting as he pulled a chair from the side for Sibyl and positioned it in the middle of the table, directly across from Keshton. 

The gesture left Sibyl feeling cornered. She couldn’t find a polite excuse to refuse the invitation, especially when it came from an Alpha. She recalled that the head Omega had given instructions about obeying the guests, the arrangement of the chair left her with little room to refuse. 

When all the Alphas‘ eyes waited for her to sit, she forced herself to move, then quietly sat but avoided looking at Keshton. 

“Are you not going to drink?” Odin asked, noting Sibyl’s empty glass. 

“Sorry, but I have to walk back home so I can’t drink,” she politely refused. 

“Oh… but if you don’t drink, then you have to answer a question pertaining to something I am curious about,” Christian smiled charmingly. 

Sibyl nodded hesitantly. Could it be they will ask about her eyes? 

“I wonder what kind of man you like?” Christian inquired, his question caused Aries’s ears to perk up and the hand holding Keshton’s glass to pause. 

Sibyl felt Keshton’s intense gaze on her as she answered the other Alpha’s question, “Someone simple, in his forties, who has never been a smoker. He had slightly messy hair and a small well kept beard. He is not too tall, or anywhere close to six feet, nor is he particularly handsome. Chubby, short, and should wear corrective glasses,” she paused, offering a small smile before adding, “Definitely not an Alpha.” 

The room fell into another dead silence, punctuated by the sound of Keshton crushing the wine glass in his 

hand. 

Sibyl ignored the feeling of amber eyes boring a hole in her face, failing to notice her phone buzzing with an incoming call from none other than her sister–in–law, Nina. 

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