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Chapter 018

Auteur: Amiash Mia
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Alpha Kane’s POV

I can feel the burning tension building within me, a storm of frustration and need that refuses to be quelled. All my attempts to be patient with Avery have worn thin, and every defiant glance, every refusal she makes only fuels the flames of my obsession because that is the best word to describe the dangerous feelings I have for her. Its an obsession that refuses to go away like an annoying bug flying round me. I know I should give her time, but my wolf, my instinct—demand otherwise. The bond, the desire, it claws at me relentlessly. I am trying my very best to let her have her space but the harder I try, the more I want her. I hoped it would be easier with time, but that is just a myth in this scenario because time only made me feel worse.

One night, unable to fight this longing I feel any longer, I walk into the common room, my eyes scanning everywhere until I find Avery. I pull her into a secluded corner of the packhouse not even listening to her multiple question
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