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11 A Crown Built on Silence

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Kieran’s POV

By the time I got home, the night felt too loud.

Not with music. Not with laughter.

With the things I couldn’t outrun.

Every corridor of the Alpha house smelled like power and legacy and expectation, polished wood, old stone, wolf-scent layered into every wall. The kind of place that reminded you you were born with a duty pinned to your spine.

But all I could taste was Nyra.

Blood and rain and heartbreak.

I shut my bedroom door behind me and stood there, staring at the dark like it might swallow me whole. My hands were clenched so tight my knuckles ached. My chest felt… wrong. Too tight. Too empty. Like someone had reached in and scraped my ribs clean.

I’d seen her face when Beverly looped her arm through mine.

I’d heard her voice, small, shaking, when she asked how long?

And I had failed her.

Again.

I crossed the room and slammed my palm against the wall, once. Not hard enough to break it, but hard enough to feel something other than the way my heart was bleeding.

“What
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Karima Sa'ad Usman
thank you Marlenny. glad you are here xxx
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Marlenny Fernandez
Excellent book as always. Karima!!!! You are the best. Best New year gift you are giving us
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Karima Sa'ad Usman
I am glad you are here xxx
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