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The Alpha’s Hidden Heirs by Avery Rose

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| was stunned by Grayson's words. What did he mean by knowing everything? Who had told him about

my past?

"How do you know?" | asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

He looked away, his gaze distant, and muttered, "I heard about what happened during the war. How you fought

back. How Alpha Kane demanded his children back. Your pack fighters were quite talkative

after a few drinks."

| stared at him, speechless. The weight of his words hung in the air, leavingunsure of how to

respond.

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Instead of continuing the conversation, | opened the car door and stepped out. Talking about my past wasn't

something | wanted to do-not now, not ever if | could avoid it.

Leaning down to the window, | said, “Let's go inside. I'll take you to my brother's room."

Grayson stared atfor a moment, his expression unreadable. It was clear he wasn't satisfied with the abrupt

end to our conversation, but he sighed softly and got out of the car. Without a word, he

followedinto the house.

The moment we stepped inside, the maids turned their heads to look at us. Their gazes lingered on Grayson,

admiration obvious in their expressions.

| wondered briefly if they knew who he was, but judging from the way they looked

at him, it was clear they were simply mesmerized by his handsface. They had no idea about his true

identity.

"This way," | said, gesturing toward Magnus's room.

Grayson followedas | led him down the hallway. When | pushed open the door to Magnus's bedroom, |

stopped dead in my tracks.

Nathan was sitting on the edge of the bed, setting up medical equipment. "Nathan," | said, surprised.

He stood up and turned to face me, a warm smile lighting up his face. "Selene." But his smile faltered the

moment he noticed Grayson entering the room behind me.

"Doctor Grayson Vale!" Nathan exclaimed, his voice filled with shock and awe. Of course, he would react that

way. Every doctor dreamed of meeting Grayson Vale, let alone working with him or learning from him.

There was a vast difference between being a doctor and being a healer. Doctors could treat physical wounds, but

healers-true healers-could mend any kind of wound, even ones that couldn't be seen.

Healers were born with unique abilities and a distinct mark on their bodies, making them revered and rare.

Grayson was one of the best.

"This is Nathan Winters, my friend," | said, introducing the two.

Nathan eagerly extended his hand, and Grayson shook it firmly.

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| frowned slightly. Did they know each other?

Grayson glanced at me, sensing my confusion, and offered an explanation. We met many years ago during an

experimental training program."

"Oh," | said, nodding in understanding

After shaking hands with Grayson, Nathan turned to me, his eyebrows raised in surprise. How do you know

Doctor Grayson?"

"He's my friend," | replied casually, though his reaction madea little onesty.

"Your friend?" Nathan repeated, his surprise evident. "You've never mentioned that before

| chuckled awkwardly, unsure how to answer. How could | explain? Grayson and | had only met a handful of times

and somehow ended up becoming friends. Before today, | hadn't even be sure if he'd ever reach out to me

again.

Wanting to shift the focus, | ignored his question and said, "Nathan, you toldGrayson was the only one who

could save my brother. Well, here he is. Now nothing can stop Magnus from recovering

Nathan's gaze shifted to Grayson, his expression filled with hope and respect. Meanwhile, Grayson stood tall, his

calm demeanor unwavering

| felt a faint sense of relief wash over me. For the first tin a long while, | believed that Magnus had a real

chance at survival