There, she gives a bit of a chuckle. Not the harsh sound before. There's no half-sob mixed into it. No fear. Just someone appreciating a bit of gentle honesty. Because, well, she forgets. She's been quietly shut away in her own little world, protected and only taught. It's easy to not remember that all the groups have their problems.
"What does it mean to you?" she asks quietly. "To be an alpha. I... think I kind of understand what it is, technically. But... personally. What is it?"
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"What does it mean to you?" she asks quietly. "To be an alpha. I... think I kind of understand what it is, technically. But... personally. What is it?"