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Sleep that night was a cruel thing, an elusive thing.Each time I closed my eyes, my mind relived the conversation with Gabriel — the desperation in his voice, the regret in his eyes, the way he had said I lost you already.I tried to shut it all out in bed, tossing and turning. But my body remained static, my emotions wound tightly like a coil.Damn him.I had spent years practicing living without him. And now? He thought he could just come waltzing back into my life and screw everything up all over again?No.I wouldn’t let him.When morning finally arrived, I almost had not slept. But fatigue had never phased me — I had fought battles half-dead on my feet. I could get through one more day of this.I threw on my training gear and secured my hair in a tight ponytail before walking out of my room. The house was already waking up, the pack members bustling around, getting ready for the day.I walked down the hall, and when I got to the staircase—“Angel.”His voice.I cursed quietly t
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I should’ve felt triumphant.Walking away from Gabriel without looking back should feel like a victory.” Like freedom.But that night, lying in bed staring at the ceiling, I felt nothing except restless.My body was tired, my muscles aching from training, but my brain was awake, and it wouldn’t settle.Because no matter how hard I tried not to, no matter how much I hated it —I could still feel him.His presence. His stare. His regret.And worst of all?The way my wolf, Slade, longed for him.Enough. I threw the covers off and rubbed my face. This is ridiculous.I needed air.I snagged my jacket, stepping out of my room and wandering through the pack house's inky darkened hallways. The silence was comforting. Peaceful.I shoved the back door open and stepped out into the night.The stars were bright, the sky was clear, but I hardly noticed. I just needed to breathe.To shake this feeling.To remind myself that I was no longer that broken girl.I stood at the training post, arms crosse
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Walking away should have felt liberating.It should have felt as if finally closing a door that had remained ajar for too long.Instead, it felt more like being in the eye of a storm, awaiting the chaos to catch up.I had made it halfway across the training field when I noticed my hands trembling.Damn it.I doubled them into fists on my sides, trying to breathe my body down. I was fine.I had survived worse.I had survived him."Angel!"Kayden’s voice broke the night, pulling me from my thoughts.I turned just in time, right as he reached me, his sharp blue eyes scanning my face, searching. He initially didn’t say anything. He just looked at me.And somehow, that was worse.Because Kayden knew me.He knew every scar, every wound, every thing I buried with the elevation dust and spit, the things I tried so damn hard to hide.And right now?He could see everything."Did he hurt you?" Kayden’s voice was steady, but there was an edge to it—a tight, lethal promise.I let out a humorless l
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I should have walked away.I wanted to walk away.But I didn’t.Instead I stood there like a deer in headlights while Gabriel’s words draped themselves over my body like a delayed fire.“But then why do you still look at me as if this isn’t over?”My throat tightened.Because it wasn’t over.Not for me.Not for him.Not for us.I could deceive myself as much as I wanted, could tell myself I’d moved on, that I didn’t care, that the past was buried, my ears filled with dirt —The bond between us, though, had never really broken.It had frayed.It had bled.But there it was, no matter how hard I fought it.And Gabriel knew it.It is what he felt, as I did.“Say it,” he whispered behind me. His voice was low, rough. “Say you don’t feel it, and I’ll let you go.”I clenched my jaw.He was calling my bluff.Because he knew — he knew — that if I turned around right now, if I made eye contact with him, that would be it.I would shatter.I would shatter once more into a million pieces.And I co
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I continued walking until I was in the pack house, fingers digging into the edge of the sink in my bathroom, my breaths too fast, too shallow.I could still feel him.Even when we were separated by walls and even when my back was turned, the weight of Gabriel’s stare tugged at my neck, an imprint of his presence wedged into my brain like a brand I could not rub off.Why?Why now?Why, after all these years, after all the pain, after I had built a life without him, was he doing this?I closed my eyes tight, gripping the porcelain so hard, my knuckles turned white.I wanted to be angry.I wanted to hate him.But the truth — the ugly, brutal, terrifying truth — was that my anger wasn’t as powerful as it had been.Not when he looked at me like that.Not when his voice broke at every mention of my name.Not when he confessed he never stopped loving me.Damn him.Damn him for making me remember.For years, I had convinced myself that Gabriel Rennon never cared. That it had come easy for him
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Living without Gabriel was meant to be a piece of cake.I had done it before.For five years, I’d created a life in which he didn’t exist — in which his voice didn’t rattle in my head, in which his fragrance didn’t stalk my dreams, in which his rejection wasn’t a wound I kept reopening to see if it still bled.And yet, here I was, lying in bed, staring up at the ceiling, convincing myself that I hadn’t just splintered into a thousand pieces behind that goddamn door.I had done the right thing.I had walked away.Again.So why did it feel as though I had just lost everything?A loud rap on my door made me jump.I took a deep breath and forced my voice to remain steady. “What?”“It’s me,” Kayden said. “Open up.”I hesitated before dragging myself out of bed and unlocking the door.Kayden walked across the threshold, his blue eyes sizing me up frame by frame.“You look like shit,” he said plainly.I let out a humorless laugh. “That’s a theme that’s developing, isn’t it?”Kayden didn’t re
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Running wasn’t doing it anymore.Not when Gabriel was right there, golden eyes fixed on mine with that look — the one that sent my pulse spiking, the one that made my wolf skittish, the one that whispered we’d never really been over.And I hated him for it.Hated him for knowing me, for seeing me, for understanding the way I resisted this, even when I claimed not to care.Because the reality was I did care.I always had.I tightened my jaw, willing my voice to remain steady. “You think you know me, Gabriel?His lips barely twitched. “I do know you.”I scoffed. “Then you must know that I never stop. I don’t break. And I damn well don’t return to those who left me in the dirt.”A muscle in his jaw ticked. “You think I don’t know what I was doing?”I crossed my arms. “You’re only playing the tortured hero, Gabriel.He breathed out, dragging a hand down his face, exasperated. “I’m not trying to.”“Then what exactly are you doing?” I challenged.Gabriel stepped closer. Too close. His pres
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I didn’t look back.Not when his voice still hung in the air, low and rough and dangerous.Not when my heart pounded against my ribs as if it were trying to escape my chest.Not when every fiber of my being was urging me to turn back.Because I knew.I knew if I glanced at him again, I would break.So I did what I was trained to do.I walked away.And this time, I didn’t stop.I was shaking by the time I returned to my room.I shut the door behind me, leaning my back against the wood and taking sharp, ragged breaths."This isn’t over, Angel."His voice reverberated through my skull, racing in circles like some tempest I couldn’t escape.I pressed my eyes shut, angry at myself.I had let him get too close.Again.And worse?I had wanted to.I sucked in a breath, running my fingers through my hair. I needed space. I needed air.From him.Before I forgot the reason I had hated him for all those years.A knock on my door had me snapping my head up, the rest of my body going tight.No.I w
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