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Chapter 10
Alvara's Point of View
They thought me strong. A fighter, as Dargan had put it. How wrong they were. The fighter inside of me had died a long time ago. Almost the same day as my wedding. I needed to be small, subservient and quiet. That was a Luna's duty in life.
The comment Ciaran had made cause a rupture within my chest. A part of me that had long since died ached still. I expected more from him and now I knew it was a foolish thought. To think that there might be something between us crossed several lines. I was wed to my mate. Yes, Eugene wasn't perfect, but he was still better than nothing.
What I had felt for Ciaran was a fleeting obsession and my own body betraying me. Besides, Eugene had eyes everywhere and one wrong move could send my entire facade spiralling down the drain. It was a miracle that Eugene even allowed the Omega to storm after me today.
"Well, thank you for the company, but I am feeling much better. If
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