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CHAPTER 17

Author: Savanna
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-03 05:20:05

ALEX'S POV

He hadn't gone near the room since.

He couldn't.

Every time he closed his eyes, he saw her face—not in pain, not screaming, but still. Silent. Like he'd stripped life from her. And somehow, that was worse than if she’d fought him. Worse than if she’d begged him to stop.

She hadn’t.

She’d just… endured.

Like she'd done it before.

Like she knew this was how the world worked.

He ran a hand through his hair, pacing his office. The wolf inside him, Kelvin, hadn’t spoken since that night. Not a growl. Not a whisper. Just silence, thick and damning.

He couldn’t eat. Couldn’t sleep. Could barely breathe.

Every instinct told him to check on her, to see if she was alright.

But he couldn’t face her.

He didn’t deserve to.

Not after what he’d done.

“Fuck,” he muttered, punching the wall. His knuckles split. He didn’t feel it.

There was a knock.

He didn’t respond.

The door creaked open anyway. Luis.

“You look like hell,” he said flatly.

Alex laughed bitterly. “Is tha
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