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Chapter 180

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Amaya POV

I had been staring at the blank canvas for hours, debating whether or not to test myself, to see if I could actually paint again.

With Dante and Eli out, the house felt unusually quiet, and for once, I didn’t know what to do with myself. Too much free time had never been my problem before. Maybe that’s why I decided to use it as an opportunity.

The brushes, the paints, the canvas… they had all been waiting for me, untouched for years. Every time I tried before, the moment I picked up the brush, my heart would start racing, panic flooding in until I had to stop.

But things had changed in the past month. Dante. Eli. Even me. Slowly, painfully, it all started to shift. I had found the courage to sing again, to let my voice break through. So maybe, just maybe… I could find the courage to paint again too.

Taking a deep breath, I dipped the brush into paint. My hand trembled as I brought it to the canvas.

I had only managed to drag the first stroke before my chest squeezed so tigh
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  • My Mate, Please Let Me Go   Author’s Note

    And that’s it. 🥹 This is where Amaya and Dante’s journey officially ends. From the first messy fight, to the heartbreak, to the babies, to finally standing side by side as Alpha and Luna again—it’s been one hell of a ride. I just want to say a HUGE thank you to every single person who stuck with me through this story. This is goodbye for Amaya and Dante’s story… but not for me. I’ve got more love stories to tell and I can’t wait to drag you along with me into the next one. So stay tuned. 💕

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