Replaying Memories

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CHAPTER 309

~Tempest's POV~

A Few Hours Ago…

After Snow and the others left, Golden God had stayed behind, lounging lazily in the VIP room like he had all the time in the world.

"So," I said, crossing my arms as I leaned against the private bar in the lounge, "how the hell do you always know everything before the rest of us?"

Golden God smirked, taking a slow sip of his drink. "A magician never reveals his secrets, Tempest."

I narrowed my eyes. "You're not a magician. You're an informant with too much access to things you shouldn't have."

He chuckled, setting his glass down and propping his chin on his fist. "And yet, you're here asking me for answers."

I rolled my eyes. "Cut the bullshit. How did you know about the attack on Ivory Crescent before Draven did? He's literally the pack's Beta, for crying out loud."