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"The Point of No Return"
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2025-09-18 11:29:37The silence in the gymnasium was deafening. Everyone present could feel that they'd just witnessed something that went far beyond typical teenage drama—something that involved pack politics, family loyalty, and betrayals that had real consequences for real people.
Ben looked like he was going to be sick.
"Bea, you have to understand—"
"No." I held up my hand to stop him, my voice carrying enough Alpha command to freeze him mid-sentence. "I understand perfectly. You were fifteen, scared, and pressured by adults who should have known better. You made a choice to protect yourself by sacrificing someone who trusted you completely. And now you want me to forgive you because you feel bad about it."
"I want you to forgive me because I've spent three years learning to live with what I did to you," Ben said quietly, his earlier confidence completely gone. "Because I know I destroyed something irreplaceable and I'd give anyt
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