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Author: Ivana Jameson
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-30 22:20:14

The night had dragged on endlessly. My heart pounded, and my breath was shallow as I paced the confines of my room. I couldn’t escape the fact that I was trapped in this nightmare with Alaric—my mate. I had tried to ignore it, to deny it, but with every passing hour, it became more impossible to escape the truth.

I’d seen the way he fought, the way he ripped a man’s heart out with his bare hands, the way his eyes glowed like embers in the dark. He was a werewolf. Not just any werewolf, but an Alpha—the leader of the Bloodhound pack. A pack so dangerous that even the most hardened criminals feared its name. And I, of all people, was his mate.

I clenched my fists in frustration. There had to be a way out. There had to be a way to escape. I had heard the whispers—how Alaric was powerful, and once you were his mate, there was no running. But I refused to believe it. I refused to accept that my fate was already sealed.

I was human. I was a *person*. I had the right to choose my own path, e
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