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It’s Time: Sophia’s Perspective

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I can feel Zane's eyes on me throughout dinner, a weight as tangible as his hand at the small of my back when we entered the dining room. Neither of us touches the elaborate meal much, the tension between us leaves no room for appetite.

When he finally pushes his barely-touched plate away and stands, extending his hand to me, I know exactly where we're going. I’m not going back to my suite tonight. His bedroom. Where he'll complete what the bite on my neck started. Where I'll become his entirel
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  • The Ruthless Alpha’s Omega Luna   33. Luna: Sophia’s Perspective

    I make my way back toward the pack house, my father’s words about marking Zane still echoing in my mind. The idea seems impossible, an omega marking an alpha? yet something about it feels right in a way I can’t explain. The stone path beneath my feet winds through carefully tended gardens, but I barely notice the blooms as I wrestle with the implications. Equal partners. Balance. A claiming that goes both ways. The concept is as terrifying as it is exhilarating, and I find myself walking toward Zane’s office before I’ve consciously decided to seek him out.‘You want to see him,’ Nyx observes, her mental voice tinged with satisfaction.‘I want answers,’ I correct her, though we both know it’s not the complete truth. ‘I need to understand what all of this means.’‘We could mark him tonight,’ she suggests eagerly. ‘Complete the bond. Feel the balance the stories promise.’I nea

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