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I was ready to vanish from that sterile hallway, pulling Jenny toward the exit before the mountain of a man in front of us could truly erupt. But in a heartbeat, Andrew’s fingers clamped around my wrist, his touch as biting as a frost-covered blade in the dead of winter.

"Why are you in such a frantic hurry, Lanka? Is your conscience starting to howl?"

I met his silver-eyed glare with a jagged, mocking sneer of my own. "Ha! Why are you getting your fur ruffled? Were you secretly praying I was c
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  • THE ALPHA’S DEBT   48

    I didn't want to admit it, but knowing Andrew was taking me home felt like a heavy, invisible chain tightening around my chest. I couldn't stand the way he moved—so sure of his power, so certain that I belonged exactly where he placed me."Let go of me," I muttered, trying to wrench my arm back. "I need to find Carllo."Andrew didn't flinch. He was the Alpha who had just thrown a massive gala at Grand Meridian Hall specifically to launch Serena’s career, only to walk out on his own event. If he wanted to play chauffeur and leave Serena to answer to the Hawthorne patriarchs alone, that was his business. It wasn't my job to protect his reputation anymore.Finally, his grip on my waist loosened. "Meet me at the extraction point in the parking bay."He didn't wait for a reply before heading back toward the private suites. He’d left his comm-unit inside; even a cold CEO like him couldn't function without his digital leash.As I started toward the stairs, I passed two young omegas huddled o

  • THE ALPHA’S DEBT   47

    The persistent, musky scent of cedar and shifting fur hit me before I could even process the shadow looming over the corridor. I didn’t need to look up to know it was him; my internal compass always pointed toward his gravity, no matter how much I fought the pull.I furrowed my brow, but Andrew was already reaching out. His large, calloused hand pressed firmly against my forehead, the heat of his palm a startling contrast to my clammy skin."Under the weather, Lanka? You look like death warmed over, yet here you are, parading around a tavern with 'Master Park'."I had spent the previous night shivering in a cold tub, haunted by nightmares of Redstone. Since I’d decided to protect the tiny heartbeat currently growing inside me, I hadn’t touched a drop of concealer or scent-mask, and the exhaustion was etched into my features. Even so, the mirror told me I still carried the sharp, tragic beauty of a ruined Monroe.I brushed his hand away, my voice dropping into a register of cold indiff

  • THE ALPHA’S DEBT   46

    The mere thought of Serena’s social media post about tending to Andrew’s wounds made me want to retch. It was a calculated display of intimacy, a flag planted in territory she’d never truly left.When Andrew’s heavy, silver gaze drifted toward our table, I looked down instantly. I focused on the mundane, pouring hot water over the ceramic bowls to sanitize them before placing them in front of Carllo and Julian."Andrew! Are you just going to stand there and watch them treat me like a stray?" Paige whined, her voice a shrill frequency that set my teeth on edge. She had been lamenting her "victimization" for minutes, but Andrew hadn’t even blinked in her direction.His eyes were anchored on me. I could feel his irritation radiating across the room—he had noticed how my smile vanished into the shadows the second he walked in, and how I was currently fussing over Julian Park instead of him.Andrew’s sharp features darkened. He finally withdrew his stare from me and looked at Paige. "What

  • THE ALPHA’S DEBT   45

    I finished my meal in a hollow silence. The moment I climbed into my car, my phone vibrated—it was Carllo. He had seen the chaos on the pack’s internal link and was frantic, having bolted from the training grounds to find me.I met him at a small tavern on the edge of the territory. We had barely traded greetings when the landlord called, her voice a shrill howl, demanding Carllo return to the settlement immediately.I followed him back to the housing block, only to find our belongings strewn across the dirt path like discarded bones. To make matters worse, the landlord was refusing to return four months' worth of silver credits."This den was nearly cursed by your presence! I’m being merciful by not reporting you to the Council for inviting such darkness into my property. Renting to omegas like you was a stain on my karma! You want your credits back? Dream on!"The landlord was a massive beta woman, nearly two hundred pounds of solid muscle and fury, standing with her hands on her hi

  • THE ALPHA’S DEBT   44

    I let out a shaky breath, pressing my face into the solid, warm expanse of Andrew’s chest. My damp hair clung to his skin, the cold droplets creating a sharp, stinging itch against his collarbone.Andrew’s jaw tightened, his pulse drumming a steady, heavy rhythm beneath my ear. "Stop the performance, Lanka. It won’t work this time. Do I really need to catalog every one of your recent stunts?"I didn't answer. I just wound my arms tighter around his waist, letting the sheer furnace-heat of his body seep into my bones. The scent of him—pine needles, expensive cedar, and the metallic tang of an Alpha—was so familiar it felt like a physical weight lifting off my soul.My eyes burned with unshed salt. "I don't want to talk."As my temperature finally began to climb, a delayed, bone-deep shiver racked my spine. I burrowed deeper into his embrace, clinging to him like a lifeline. Andrew looked down at me, his silver eyes dark and unreadable, but for once, he didn't push me away.His body fel

  • THE ALPHA’S DEBT   43

    I watched Margaret Wolfe’s face through a haze of exhaustion. She looked like she’d been struck. When she had called Andrew earlier, he had dismissed her questions, but she had clearly interpreted his secrecy as an admission of guilt. In her mind, the pup was undoubtedly a Wolfe; he just wanted to keep the scandal quiet until the divorce was finalized."The child isn't yours?" Margaret hissed, her voice echoing in the marble foyer. "Then whose could it be?"To Margaret, the narrative was simple. Serena was Andrew’s fated ally, the one who only went to the northern territories because I had "snared" Andrew with the ruins of my family name. Now, Serena was back, flying on the Wolfe private jet. If the child wasn't his, whose was it?Andrew’s brow furrowed, his grip on me tightening until it bruised. "That’s a bizarre question, Mother. I am a bonded man; my mate is standing right here. You should be asking me that when Lanka is the one carrying an heir."My heart hammered against my ribs

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