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Chapter 38

Auteur: Estheria
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Where Marcus was intensity and passion, Damon was steady comfort and easy affection.

I found myself looking forward to our training sessions, to the way he'd smile when I mastered a new technique, to the casual touches that felt both friendly and something more.

"I officially ended things with Jenna," Damon told me one afternoon while we practiced healing protocols. "I called her yesterday and made it clear we're done."

My heart did that traitorous flip, hope and guilt tangling together. "H
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  • The Alpha I shouldn't crave   Chapter 38

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