The Alpha King's Rejected Mate
Warning: This story containes explicit scenes. Intended for those above 18...
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Aria Blackwood has spent her life trapped beneath her father’s iron rule. When she is paraded through the glittering halls of the Grand Moon Hall, offered as a prize to unite the powerful Twelve Houses, she believes her fate is sealed. But one forbidden night changes everything.
The stranger who steals her breath is no ordinary wolf. Kael Nightborne is the King of werewolves, ruler of Nightfall Keep, and the last man Aria should ever desire. When dawn comes, he turns her away, cold, distant, unreachable.
Except Aria carries his child.
Hunted by secrets, betrayed by blood, and chased into the dangers of the High Wilds, Aria discovers that her father, Victor Blackwood, is tied to horrors buried deep within the Forsaken Heights, sins that could tear the realm apart. As enemies close in from Ironwill Basin Pack to the shadows of Veilshade Peak, Kael is forced to choose between his crown and the woman fate never intended for him.
Love was never part of the plan.
Neither was a baby that could change the balance of power forever.
When the truth finally comes to light, will Kael protect his hidden family, or will the past claim them both before dawn breaks?
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Chapter: 109ARIA The command of the wolf king filled the room. Even my father could not fight it.With a sharp breath, Victor Blackwood dropped to his knees. The sound of it echoed against the walls. For a second, he looked smaller than I had ever seen him. Power stripped away. Pride gone.I walked toward him without rushing. Each step felt steady. Calm.The tattoo hung on the wall behind him. I reached past his shoulder and peeled it away as if it were nothing."You've always been clever," I said quietly. "You knew you had to clean up your image to get what you really wanted. Power. When you became alpha, you cut away your old sins. At least the ones people could see. But you couldn't let it go completely."He stared at the floor, jaw tight."If you had truly let it go," I continued, "you might still be alive. I would never have known it was you. And we would never have gotten a confession out of Rook.""You're wrong."Kael Nightborne's voice came from behind me. Strong. Certain.He crossed the
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Chapter: 108ARIA Rowan had a helicopter. Kael had questions about it. That was clear from the way he watched it and the way he stayed quiet. But he did not ask. Not yet.Because of that helicopter, we left the High Wilds when we did. If we had waited longer, things might have changed. The timing mattered.Emily and Gemma chose to come with us. They said they would stand as witnesses. Whether they would stay in Lowreach Crossing or return to the High Wilds later, no one knew. Still, it meant something that they came. It meant more that they released their bond from Rowan and gave it back to Kael.Watching that happen hurt and healed at the same time. The sister he believed was gone forever stood before him and chose him again. That was not a small thing. He would carry that moment for the rest of his life.Rook had confessed. He said everything. The whole squad heard it, even Emily and Gemma. There was no confusion left. It was enough to bring charges against my father. Enough to call the High Tr
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Chapter: 107ARIA “I know,” he said against my mouth. “You show it in everything you do. I swear you will never doubt that I love you. Be my queen, Aria. Be the part of me that has been missing for too long.”“Yes.” The word came out soft and breathless.Arms wrapped around his neck. His mouth covered mine again, slow and deep, and something inside my chest finally settled. This was joy. Real joy. Not fear. Not survival. Not pretending to be strong. My father had not taken this from me. Victor Blackwood had tried, but he had failed. I had found the one person meant for me.Legs moved over his lap. Bodies pressed close. Skin to skin. His heat sank into mine. Mine. My mate. Until the end of our days, he was mine.“I should let you sleep,” Kael Nightborne growled, though his hands never left me. He did not move me away.The moment he touched me, the tiredness disappeared.“You heal me, Kael. Your touch heals me. I want to feel good.” A small smile curved my lips. His eyes were already dark. “Please.
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Chapter: 106ARIA Rook was locked away. We finally had a real way to bring down Victor Blackwood. The baby was safe. By all measures, the mission had ended better than it had any right to. It had fallen apart in ways no one could have predicted, yet we were standing. Alive. Together.There should have been relief.But the way Kael stood by the door and looked at me made my chest ache. His jaw was tight. His shoulders were stiff. His eyes held too much.He looked like a man about to break something precious.Fear crept in before he even spoke. The words he might say formed in my mind, one after another, each worse than the last. It felt easier to spare him the effort. Easier to cut myself first.“You don’t have to say it,” I told him quietly. My voice sounded calm, but it felt thin. “You really don’t. I know Gemma is your mate. I accept that.”The words tasted bitter.“There’s no need to feel guilty. Wolves have had children without being mated before. It’s not unheard of. We can figure this out.
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Chapter: 105KAEL My heart stopped the second I broke through the trees and saw Aria on the ground.A wolf covered in blood snarled over her and leapt.There was no thinking. No weighing options. I threw myself forward and hit him in midair before he could touch her. We crashed hard on the other side of her body. I landed on all four paws. He rolled away, claws tearing through dirt.A knife handle stuck out of his side, catching the last light of the sun.Aria had stabbed him.Pride rose through the fear choking me. She had fought back. She was still fighting.I lowered my head and scraped my paw against the earth. I refused to look at her. If I saw her still and broken, I would lose control. I needed to believe she was alive. I needed that hope more than breath.The wolf—Rook—took a slow step back like he might run.Coward.He wouldn’t get far. He knew it. I saw it in his eyes. Instead of fleeing, he dropped his head and charged.If he had been whole, it would have been a brutal fight. But he wa
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Chapter: 104ARIA We had to survive first.The wind shifted high in the branches, brushing over my skin, slipping through my hair. Then it brought him with it.His scent.Sharp. Familiar. Wrong.Rook.He was close. Too close.A tremor worked through my arms before I could stop it. Both hands tightened around the branch, fingers digging into the rough bark until it hurt. The pain helped me focus. The knife came free from my belt. My grip was damp, so I adjusted it, then held the blade between my teeth. Slow breaths. Careful movement. I shifted along the branch, inch by inch, easing my weight forward until I could see a clear path to the ground below.No branches in the way. No roots to trip me.It had to be timed perfectly.Below, Rook’s wolf moved through the brush with slow purpose. His body stayed low. A deep snarl vibrated from his chest as he tracked me. His nose skimmed the earth. He followed my scent like it was a trail carved in stone.Blood streaked his gray fur along his ribs. Dark. Dri
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The Silver Alpha's Rejected Mate
In the Silver Moon Pack, Sky Silver is the outcast no one wants. Her mother's gone, her father Lucien barely speaks to her, and every day is a fight to survive the cruelty of Lamen and his gang. Still, Sky dreams of peace and freedom beyond the pack's borders.
When her eighteenth birthday arrives, everything changes. Under the moonlight, Sky discovers that fate has tied her to her worst enemy-Lamen is her destined mate. But instead of love, his bite brings pain. Betrayed and left for dead, Sky flees into the night, carrying only her will to survive.
Her escape leads her into the territory of the Shadow Fang Pack, ruled by the ruthless Alpha Gareth Rock. His son, Damien Rock, is a fierce and confident leader-in-waiting, used to taking what he wants. But when he finds Sky wounded and defiant, something inside him stirs-a connection he can't explain.
As Sky recovers, she begins to uncover secrets about her bloodline. Her late mother's sisters, Lyra and Selene, reveal the truth-Sky carries rare magic from the ancient Fae. Her gift could unite wolves and Fae... or destroy them all.
Drawn together by destiny and danger, Sky and Damien stand between two packs poisoned by hate and history. But as enemies close in and her old pack hunts her down, Sky must decide: will she rise to claim her power, or fall to the same darkness that tried to end her?
When the moon rises again, whose heart will she trust-and whose fate will she change forever?
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Chapter: 49KARIN I saw a different world.In it, the Clanlands were open. They traded goods and stories. They shared food, tools, and knowledge. Old wisdom from the First Dominion was not locked away. It was taught openly. Human science was not feared. It was welcomed. It worked beside supernatural gifts to solve problems that once seemed beyond reach.I saw children who spoke two languages without effort. They spoke human words and the quiet language of wolves. In the morning, they learned numbers and history from pack scholars. In the afternoon, they walked the forests with Ancient guides and learned how to track, how to listen, how to survive. They grew up belonging to both worlds without being torn between them.I saw research centers built on shared ground. Human scientists stood beside werewolf healers. They studied illnesses that harmed both species. They tested medicines together. They argued, learned, and tried again. Progress was slow, but it was steady. No one worked alone.I saw dis
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Chapter: 48KARIN One year laterThe High Conclave looked nothing like it had before.The walls were covered with banners from forty seven different packs, three ancient clans, and the emblems of human regions that had joined our shared cause. The colors filled the stone hall from floor to ceiling. Some were old and worn. Others were new and bright. All of them meant something.Today marked one year since the signing of the Integration Accords. Historians had already begun to write about it. They called it the moment everything changed.For me, it was simpler.It was Luna’s first birthday.My daughter sat in the Throne of the Moonbound, built to fit her small frame but carved with the same care given to any ruler’s seat. She was no longer a baby, yet not fully a toddler. Her silver eyes moved slowly across the hall, watching everything. She always watched before she spoke.At one year old, she could walk without stumbling. She spoke in full sentences. Sometimes she showed flashes of power that f
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Chapter: 47KARIN “I came to give you notice. The Accord Council, the true council, not the version Isolde Marrick tried to invent, has turned its attention here. They are sending a delegation.”Cold spread through me at once. The Accord Council stood as the nearest thing the Veiled Realms had to a central authority. If they were stepping into Obsidian Territory, it could mean approval. It could mean restrictions. It could mean they would take control.“What sort of delegation?” I asked.“One that carries weight. Three Luna-born Elders. An expert on the First Dominion. And a representative from the human government.”I stared at her. “The human government is involved?”“The Havenreach Camps could not stay hidden forever. Satellites have recorded unusual activity. Energy spikes have drawn attention. Supplies have moved in patterns that raise questions. Too many people know pieces of the truth.”Elder Nyxara’s expression was grave. “The human authorities are aware that something significant is hap
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Chapter: 46KARIN Three months laterMorning light poured through the nursery windows and rested on the crib. It caught the thin silver strands in my daughter's hair and made them shine. She looked unreal when she slept. Small. Fragile. Touched by something older than this world.Luna. We chose her name for the strength inside her and for the hope she carried for all of us.She was growing too fast. Not like a normal child. Every week brought a new change. Every week her power showed itself in ways that filled me with wonder and quiet fear."She's dreaming again," Rowan said as he stepped beside me.His voice was low. Through our bond, I felt what he felt. Awe. Worry. Love that ran deep and steady. We watched the soft silver glow that wrapped around Luna as she slept."She isn't only dreaming," I said. I reached out with my mind, following the thread that connected every Luna-born. "She's speaking to them. To the ones from the First Dominion who chose to remain."Rowan's jaw tightened slightly.
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Chapter: 45KARIN The answer came through the speakers. The voices overlapped, deep and layered, carrying an age that felt older than memory.“We have seen the strength of their unity. We have felt the weight of their choice. If there is a path forward that does not require the destruction of what they have built…”Another voice followed, steady and clear. “Then we choose to try. We will see if we can become something worthy of this new world.”A pause filled the room.“And if we fail?”“Then we withdraw to places where the old ways harm no one.”I felt the air change. The tightness in my chest eased a little as the meaning settled over all of us. The First Dominion were not surrendering. They were choosing to change. It was what Karin had hoped for. It was what we had risked everything to make possible.“What would you need from us?” I asked.“Time. Patience. And perhaps…” Fenros looked down at our daughter. His gaze was careful, almost uncertain. “Perhaps the guidance of one who understands bo
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Chapter: 44ROWAN The Ancient who stepped through the breach in our defensive line was nothing like I expected.Isolde’s warnings had described savage creatures. Beasts driven by hunger and old rage. But this one moved with slow, careful grace. It did not rush. It did not bare its teeth. It walked as if violence was beneath it.It was tall and pale. Silver hair fell around its shoulders and caught light that was not there. For a second, it could have passed for an elegant wolf in human form. Then I met its eyes. They carried the weight of centuries. That illusion faded.“I am Fenros,” it said.Its voice held strange tones. The air seemed to vibrate when it spoke.“I have come to see what the Luna-born has birthed.”Inside the Signal Nexus, my wolves stiffened. Weapons rose. No one fired, but the tension was sharp.Through the pack bond, I searched for the corruption we had fought for days. I expected that cold rot. Instead, I felt something else from the Ancient. Curiosity. Awe. Not hunger. Not
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Chapter: 120SOPHIA It had been three months since I remembered everything.It didn’t come back in a rush. It came in fragments. The scent of cigarette smoke on Ricci’s coat. The sound of my laugh echoed against the kitchen tiles in our mansion. The feeling of his hand sliding over mine in the dark....I hated myself for not remembering sooner.When the final piece fell into place, it wasn’t dramatic. It didn’t steal my breath or send me into a breakdown. It was quiet. Like unlocking a room inside myself I’d boarded up out of fear.Ricci didn’t say anything when he saw it happen. He just looked at me, waiting.And I whispered, “I remember, Ricci.”He didn’t move. Just one tear rolled down his cheek. One. And then he pulled me into his arms like he’d been holding his breath for years.Now, we were here.A quiet countryside villa outside Florence. No bodyguards. No board meetings. No whispers of Sara or Project Lucifer. The media had moved on. And Ricci… he had started breathing again. So had I.Tha
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Chapter: 119RICCI The storm hadn’t stopped since.It was still roaring outside, the thunder rolling low like a warning from some angry god, but none of that mattered. Not when she collapsed into my arms like that. “Sophia?! Sophia—look at me, please. Look at me—!” Her name tore from my mouth.She wasn’t answering. Her face was pale, and her breath was very shallow. Her body went limp against mine, and for a second—I swear—I thought I was losing her again. I had almost started crying tbh.I carried her. I didn’t care that my boots tracked mud across the hardwood or the carpet. I didn’t care that I could barely see straight through the panic fogging my vision. I just needed her somewhere safe... somewhere quiet.I laid her gently on the couch. Her mother followed behind. She was asking questions I couldn’t answer. And that made me more angry.... frustrated....tired? All of them...or none of them? I didn't know....I didn’t know what the hell just happened. I didn’t care about explanations. All I c
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Chapter: 118SOPHIA I tossed a towel at him and rolled my eyes, biting back a smile.Twenty minutes later, he returned—fresh, damp curls, cotton shirt hugging his arms. He kissed the top of her head before sitting down at the small dining table, picking up his fork.The food was plated perfectly. As if he hadn't eaten for days…he hurriedly took one bite.He froze.Then looked up, chewing slowly. “You… this is illegal.”I smirked, sipping from the wine. “That’s the sauce I nearly ruined, by the way.”“Tastes like heaven. Or maybe I’m just drunk on you,” he said.“To fire hazards and foreplay.”She tilted her glass toward him. “To you,” he murmured. “And every damn moment like this.”“ Sophia" I heard my name the first time—barely. I didn’t answer.“Sophia?”This time it came louder. Right after a loud clap of thunder that made the window panes tremble. I blinked, suddenly aware of the room around me again. The dining room. The smell of sauce in the air and the faint scent of mom's perfume. My ha
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Chapter: 117RICCI The scent of garlic and seared butter curled through the air like an invitation. I stood by the stove, apron tied lazily around my waist, stirring the Alfredo sauce with one hand while swaying a little to the soft jazz spilling from the speaker on the counter. It was one of those evenings that felt almost too quiet. The kind where the city pulsed beyond the window, but inside this house—our house—there was only warmth, flickering light, and the sound of something soft simmering.I had just reached for the pepper grinder when I heard the front door click open.Then… footsteps.“Bambina,” came his voice. Deep….Slightly hoarse. And a little tired.I didn’t turn around. “You’re late.”“Blame the board,” he said, his footsteps drawing closer, “and a thirty-minute call about something they could’ve emailed.”I heard the soft thud of his briefcase hitting the entryway bench, followed by the loosening of his tie. My heart beat just a little faster—stupidly so. Even now. Even after all
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Chapter: 116SOPHIA It was quiet downstairs—too quiet, honestly. After a few days of being cooped up in my room like some fragile doll, I needed to feel something again. Movement perhaps….or maybe sound. I didn't really know. Even if it was just the hum of the refrigerator or the clinking of plates.We were back in New York now. And strangely, everything felt both familiar and distant, like a dream I kept dipping in and out of.But Mom was right—I was starting to remember things.Still, I won't deny it. I missed Mabel. A lot more than I expected to.Little flashes were coming back gradually. I remembered working for Mike to bring down someone whom I couldn't remember. I didn't know why Matilda helped me a lot in remembering Isabella, and I also remembered I loved dandelions. The way the living room light slanted in from the window around this hour. It didn’t always last, but it came in stronger waves these days.I wandered into the living room and paused near the side table. There was a photo fra
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Chapter: 115MABEL It had just been two days since Vivienne took Sophia back to New York.Two slow, dragging days.She said she had a company to oversee—some fashion thing or luxury firm or whatever rich people do when they’re not breaking hearts—and that Sophia being in the city might jog her memory. I didn’t argue, but Lord knows I wanted to.I didn’t want her to go.Not because I thought I knew best—no. But because that girl had curled herself into my home, into my routine, into my life. There was something tender about the way she folded laundry or stirred her tea or stared at the ceiling like she was searching for someone who never came.You don't watch a girl like that walk away and feel whole again.But what could I do? Say no to Vivienne Williams? That woman could put ice in a volcano and still walk out with her hair done.So now the apartment was quiet again. Not empty, but quieter in the saddest way. And here I was, on a Saturday, wiping down the same wooden table for the third time bec
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Chapter: Epilogue SAMANTHA The room is quiet, painted in the soft gold of dawn. The curtains let in just enough light to touch everything gently, including Davon’s sleeping face. He lies on his back, one arm over his chest, the other resting beside him. The sharp lines of his jaw and cheekbones look softer now, his lashes dark against his skin.For a moment, I just watch him. He looks calm, nothing like the intense, commanding man he becomes when he’s awake. But when my eyes drift lower, over the strong muscles of his chest, the ridges of his stomach, and finally the shape under the sheets, my breath catches. Warmth spreads through me, slow and deep.Carefully, I slip out from beneath the blanket, letting it fall around my waist. The cool air kisses my skin as I move closer. He doesn’t stir when I lean over and press a soft kiss to his chest. His skin is warm beneath my lips, and I trace a line downward, teasing lightly.“Sam…” His voice is rough and sleepy, low enough to make me shiver, but his eyes
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Chapter: 69SAMANTHA I let out a soft whimper, my head falling against his shoulder as Davon lowers us onto the bed. The moment feels electric, the air thick with anticipation, our hearts beating in synchronicity as though the world around us fades. His body stays pressed against mine, every inch igniting a spark, sending warmth coursing through me. As I tighten my legs around his waist, I can feel the slow, steady rhythm of his movements, each one deliberate and unhurried, like he’s savoring every detail of me.“You feel that?” he whispers, his lips brushing against my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “How perfectly you fit with me? It’s like we were made for this, made for each other.” “Yes,” I breathe, my voice catching in my throat as the tension coils tighter within me, a pulsating energy building with his every thrust. “Davon, I—”“Say it,” he interrupts gently but with an unmistakable strength in his tone, the commanding undertone wrapping around my senses. “Say you’re mine.”“I’m you
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Chapter: 68SAMANTHA His hands are everywhere, rough and warm and certain as he pulls me up from the bed, his mouth finding mine with an urgency that steals my breath. The kiss is wild, desperate, full of heat and longing, his teeth brushing my bottom lip before his tongue claims me, deep and demanding. I can hardly breathe before he turns me around, pressing my back against the cool glass of the floor-to-ceiling window.The contrast makes me shiver, the cold glass against my skin, his body burning against mine. He moves closer until there’s no space left between us, his hands gripping my thighs as he lifts me with ease. My legs wrap around his waist, and I can feel him, every heartbeat, every breath, every ounce of restrained hunger.“You remember this?” he murmurs, his voice rough against my ear. “The first time I touched you like this? The way you asked for more?”“Yes,” I whisper, my fingers clutching his shoulders as he presses against me, teasing me until I can barely stand it. “Davon, ple
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Chapter: 67DAVON “Not yet,” I say, my eyes scanning the wreckage around us. “We send a message. Every Griss loyalist left alive will understand what happens when they come for my family.”Brad nods, his expression dark and resolute. “Consider it done.”I turn, and there she is. Samantha, standing in the doorway. Her face is pale but steady, her eyes meeting mine without fear. For a moment, everything else fades—the smoke, the shouting, the blood. It’s just her.She steps forward, holding her chin high. “What now?”“Now,” I say, taking her hand and pulling her close, “we rebuild.”Her gaze searches mine, soft but determined. “Together?”“Always,” I promise, and the words feel like a vow that reaches deeper than the chaos we’ve survived.Samantha stands beside me as we face our men. Her hand is warm in mine, her presence strong and calm. She’s no longer just my wife. She’s the Rancho queen.The silence after war feels heavier than the noise of battle. Bodies cover the estate grounds, both Griss a
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Chapter: 66DAVON Brad meets me at the bottom of the stairs leading up to the mansion. His shirt is streaked with blood, but he’s still standing, still fighting. That’s why he’s my second.“They came through the south perimeter first,” he shouts over the sound of bullets hitting metal. “The Griss family isn’t holding back this time. They’re going for a full takeover.”“Or total extinction,” I growl, loading my weapon. The sharp click of the chamber sliding into place sounds like a warning from hell itself.Brad’s face is tight with tension. “They’re targeting you, Davon. You and the kid.”My grip on the gun tightens. The thought burns through me. They want my son dead. My family erased.“Not tonight,” I say, pushing past him and charging into the chaos.The front grounds look like a war zone. Smoke and sparks fill the air, and the sound of gunfire is deafening. My men shout commands and return fire from behind broken pillars and burned-out cars. Every flash of light cuts through the darkness, an
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Chapter: 65DAVON The call ends with Brad shouting orders to someone in the background. His voice is rough and urgent.“Davon, it’s bad. The Griss family isn’t holding back this time. You need to get here now.”I slip my phone into my pocket and turn to Samantha. She’s already standing, her face pale but steady, her hands trembling just enough to show the fear she’s trying to hide.“You’re staying here,” I say firmly, pointing toward the room. “This isn’t your fight.”Her jaw tightens, a flash of anger and determination burning in her eyes. “I’m your wife, Davon. Your fight is mine too.”I take a step closer, my chest tight with frustration. “Samantha, this isn’t about pride. It’s about survival. Leo needs you alive.”She squares her shoulders, her voice calm but fierce. “Leo needs both of us alive. And you’re not going without me.”For a moment, I can’t speak. Her words hit harder than any bullet could. She means every word, and I know her well enough to see there’s no changing her mind. My eye
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