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The Edge of Possession

Autor: Pen Artist
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-05-06 11:02:45
MARTEN HOLLAND

After she left, I didn’t move.

I stood there longer than I should have, longer than any Alpha ever should watching the space she had just occupied like it still belonged to her.

It did.

That was the problem.

My jaw tightened as I exhaled slowly, dragging a hand across my chest where the pain had struck earlier. The ache was still there, dull now, but lingering. It wasn’t the kind of pain I feared. A servant hurriedly brought a chair for me and urged me to sit

“Alpha, please sir”
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