"Their boss's son?" Gwendolyn echoed slowly, not minding how she stuck to Claude's arm. She didn't even look back at Len. "Are you telling me that… Len's father isn't that mischievous Alpha?"
"If you ask me, both of them sound like mischievous people." Claude scrunched his face. "I'm surprised you didn't know. You're all sneaky with him. I thought you knew all his secrets. Nonetheless, that's the truth. Len's pretty confident in his skills and connections because he has something to show for it."
"Sired by one of the Lords of Winter…" Gwendolyn made a strange smile. "No wonder he walks his talk…"
Claude glanced at the woman on his arm. His gaze grew sharp at the face she made, but he didn't want to shake Gwendolyn off him. He only swallowed walking with her.
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