“Then all is as it should be. Julio, please follow Blanche to your temporary quarters. Adrien, you’ll accompany the Alpha Mate and not let him out of your sight until this Charron business is finished.”
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A suite in the Beta wing, 12:15 P.M.
Julio’s room was done in blue and yellow. The curtains and bed cover had flowers and the dust cover and pillow slips were white, yellow, and blue stripes with blue piping. Adrien told him that it was a Beta’s suite for their future daughters’ Beta. If Blanche would be their mother, they would be stunning little she-wolves. Julio hoped there was a tiny snippet of wolf’s blood in his genome that would make it possible for his daughter to make the change at twenty-five.