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Chapter 13

Author: Moonchild
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-08 16:30:56

Elvira

The silence in the room was supposed to make me relax but I couldn’t. I ignored the thoughts playing in my head and stepped into the shower. Warm water poured over me, washing off the remnants of sleeplessness and confusion. I needed this—silence, water, time alone.

I stepped out of the bathroom—and nearly screamed.

“Brielle!” I gasped, clutching the face towel tighter against my chest. She stood a few steps away, blinking at me with an amused smile. “The door wasn’t locked?”

“I… I must’ve forgotten when she left last night,” I whispered to myself.

My heart skipped at the thought. What if it hadn’t been Brielle? What if it had been one of the brothers? Or worse… Alpha Jaxon?

A wave of goosebumps ran over my arms. The mere thought made me shudder.

Brielle turned her gaze respectfully toward the mirror and started brushing back her sliver curls, pretending she hadn’t seen a thing. That didn’t help my embarrassment. I had never stood naked in front of anyone before—ever. It was a
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