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Chapter 45

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last update Last Updated: 2025-03-21 00:49:08

We both continue to stare at each other, as if struck by the brutal hand of fate itself.

I can hear my own heartbeat hammering in my ears. Then, a voice.

His voice.

"Mate?"

The single word ignites something inside me—something that had been long dead. Something I’ve never felt before.

My wolf.

She growls in my mind, a sound of unfiltered happiness, of longing fulfilled. A surge of something raw and overwhelming rushes through my veins, making my knees tremble.

No.

This can’t be happening.

Mate.

I never thought I’d be gifted with one. Never dared to dream of it. And yet, there he stands—handsome, powerful, wealthy. Everything a girl could ever wish for. Everything I was never meant to have.

My breath catches as he moves.

Deliberate. Unhurried. As if he has all the time in the world to reach me.

And the world holds its breath. The chaos around us fades into nothingness. Every eye is on us, watching the cruel, inescapable design of fate unfold before them.

One step.

Two.

His eyes do not
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