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CHAPTER 18: Jesse’s Assessment
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2026-07-07 22:27:37
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Her Alpha’s Kryptonite CHAPTER 66: Tristan Breaks
Tristan’s POV The strands of Marc’s hair lay flat on my desk. Three of them, dark, fine and silky strands. Almost weightless against the black surface. I had taken them in the lobby without him noticing, my hand briefly resting on the back of his head while he showed me the silver wolf in his notebook, fingers closing carefully, then opening again as if I had only been ruffling his hair the way any adult might. He had not noticed, Jeff had possibly not noticed. Even I had almost convinced myself it was nothing until I returned to the office and placed them on the desk with deliberate care. I stared at them for a long time before I reached for the phone. Jesse’s line connected on the second ring. I pressed one hand over the hairs while I waited for his voice, not looking at them, only feeling the faint texture under my palm. It was so light they barely registered, and heavy enough that my chest felt tight around the decision I had been avoiding for months. “Alpha,” Jesse said.
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Her Alpha’s Kryptonite CHAPTER 64: Marc’s Question
Jasmine’s POV I was brushing Marc’s teeth when he asked the question. We were standing in the small bathroom, the two of us framed in the mirror above the sink. His dark curls were still damp from the bath. Toothpaste foam gathered at the corners of his mouth. I had one hand gently under his chin, the other guiding the toothbrush in the careful circles the dentist had shown us. It was an ordinary night, nothing special about it until his voice cut through the quiet. “Mom.” I hummed to let him know I was listening. “Who is my dad?” My hand on the toothbrush paused for exactly one beat. Then I continued brushing, slower now, while the question settled between us like something that had been waiting for the right moment to land. He didn’t ask it with drama. He didn’t whisper or look away. He asked it in the same calm, measured way he asked everything important—like he had already turned the thought over carefully and decided it deserved a real answer instead of a comfortable defle
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