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CHAPTER 145: Watching My Husband

Autor: A.B PEN
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-10-05 23:29:44

MELISSA

I used to think I knew every version of Roger's face.

The one he wore for my father, careful and deferential, a future son-in-law proving he deserved the Northern Pack's alliance. The one he wore for the board, confident, commanding, every word landing like a decree. The one he wore for me in bed, hungry and warm, the one that had once convinced a guarded girl like me that her heart was finally safe in someone's hands.

I did not know this new face. The one he wore when Naraya walked int
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