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Brandon stood before the gathering, the weight of the Alpha's mantle settling back onto his shoulders. The pack had voted-reluctantly, cautiously-but they'd chosen him again. He was their leader, whether or not every heart in the crowd truly welcomed him.
As the chants of loyalty filled the air, Brandon lifted his chin, scanning the sea of faces.