A secret note

Alessandro

An Alpha She-Wolf. That’s what she was. But if you ask me, it felt like she was something more—something cursed into the wrong flesh.

No one… no one had ever resisted my command. Not humans. Not wolves. Not hybrids. My voice, my eyes, my presence—it was enough to bend even the strongest. I never asked to be like this. I never wanted that kind of power. It made people afraid. It made them hate me quietly while smiling to my face.

That’s why I never took the title of Alpha. I didn’t want to rule with fear. I didn’t want to lead by forcing others to kneel.

But she didn’t kneel. She didn’t tremble. She bit.

That woman didn’t just resist. She shattered everything I believed was absolute.

I still remembered how her scent lingered after she left—gentle jasmine and a sharp iron-like sting. Her fury had weight. Her disgust toward me had a body of its own. It stuck to the air, clinging to the back of my throat like ash.

And her words?

"You don’t deserve to be a husband and father."

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