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CHAPTER 86

Author: Hannahgold
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-16 11:26:24

ADAM

“Leave that to me,” she said, my voice low, firm. “I have my ways.”

Julia’s voice filtered through the thin canvas of Alpha Tyler’s tent. I stayed hidden, pressed against the shadows just a few feet away, barely breathing. Her words were sharp, her tone too calm like someone sealing a dangerous deal.

I shouldn’t be here. Not in enemy territory. But I had no choice. Business, I told myself. That was the excuse. Truth was, I was here for the healer wolf.

The moment her powers awakened, the entire realm felt it. It rippled through the earth like a storm, raw and ancient. I remember where I was that night my chest tightening, my wolf howling from within, recognizing something sacred. The Healer Wolf had returned.

What I didn’t expect... was her.

Selena.

My woman. My everything.

Why the Moon Goddess chose her for such a burden, I’ll never understand. The role of the healer wasn’t meant for chains or cages. It was meant for freedom, to protect the balance of the realm. But Alpha Tyler
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  • My Stepbrother, My Alpha, My Man   CHAPTER 86

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