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Chapter 68

Author: Stone Heart
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-03 10:05:43

His expression changed instantly, narrowing in a way that made the tension in the room grow heavier. Alpha Jaron leaned back slightly in his wheelchair, his jaw ticking once before he released a slow, controlled breath.

“Overreacting?” he asked calmly, too calmly. “You think this is overreacting?”

My pulse thudded in my throat, but I forced myself not to look away. “You act like every small thing is a threat. I appreciate your concern, but you do not need to control every breath I take.”

His eyes sharpened. “If I do not control it, who will?”

I was not prepared for the intensity of that question. Not the way it sounded less like anger and more like an admission he did not want to make. His hand gripped the armrest of the wheelchair as if steadying himself.

“I just want your fast recovery,” he said, his voice harder now, frustration pushing through. “So I could work on mine too. I am tired of being like this. Sitting in this wheelchair like a prisoner in my own body. So please. Coopera
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