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Chapter Ninety eight: Leaving winds
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The Alpha king and the Hunt Chapter Hundred and two: Rejection
Louis’s POV…..The pool was supposed to be empty.That was the entire point.I’d waited until the sun climbed high enough that most warriors would be on patrol or buried in reconstruction work. The camp had settled into a rhythm lately—hammering, hauling, arguing, healing. Noise everywhere. Movement everywhere.I needed quiet.I needed water.The natural pool sat hidden beyond a curtain of willow trees, fed by a slow underground spring that kept it cool even during the warmest days. Smooth stones lined the edges, worn soft by time. This place had always been mine—my escape long before I became Alpha, before war, before bonds and blood and fate tangled my life into something I barely recognized.I glanced around once more, senses stretched.Empty.Good.I stripped quickly, folding my clothes neatly on a flat rock. The breeze kissed my bare skin, cool and daring, and I sighed. For one brief moment, I was just Louis again—not Alpha, not leader, not mate-to-be to a man I wasn’t ready to a
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