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Yawning, Tristan finished the last of his observations on the new arrival. He put his pen down on the desk and looked around the study. Almost everything in the room had once been his grandfather's because he'd found himself unable to replace anything or get rid of anything, even though he'd been the leader of the shapeshifter's Brotherhood house for over a decade. The picture on the desk was the only picture of his grandparents that he knew existed so it felt as though his grandfather was still there. His only addition to the room was the pictures on the wall next to the door. When he looked at those pictures he was reminded of why he'd taken over in the first place and why he couldn't just walk away, no matter how much he wanted to.
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