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A half-hour has passed since Rowan fled the wing, and Mason remains anchored to the cold stone floor, paralyzed by a crushing weight of adrenaline and regret. He presses his eyelids shut, wishing—with a raw, jagged desperation—to be anywhere else, to be anyone else.God, he loathes himself in this moment. He hates every cold-blooded calculation and every ruthless choice that led him here, to this—lying in his silk boxers on the floor of a reinforced sanctum, feeling like a monster.He knows he’s made a catastrophic error. This wasn't how he envisioned his claim on Rowan. But for the life of him, he doesn't know how to exist without the armor of his dominance.As the thought takes hold, Mason scolds himself. He knows how to be a man, not just an Alpha. He’s bedded women in far simpler ways—natural, heated, focused only on the friction of skin and the rhythm of breath. He doesn't need the silver chains to perform; usually, they are just the tools of his obsession with order.Because tha
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I glance at Mason’s face, my pulse thrumming in my ears, but I do as he says. I walk stiffly toward the stone wall, staring at the silver loops while Mason moves with predatory grace to a sleek cabinet nearby."What are these for?" I ask, my voice sounding small against the roar of the ocean outside."I’m going to show you," Mason murmurs. He steps up behind me, so close that the heat of his large, powerful frame radiates through the thin silk of the corset. I fight a traitorous, primal urge to lean back into him, to feel the solid strength of his chest against my spine."Hands up," he commands. "Over your head."I obey, lifting my arms, my palms flat against the cold stone. I wait, breathless."Good girl," he rumbles. He catches my left wrist first, wrapping a wide, fur-lined leather cuff around it. I twist my head to watch, my heart hammering when I see a delicate silver chain extending from the cuff to another one in his hand. Mason threads the second cuff through a D-ring above me
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"Welcome back, Rowan."A short, sharp shriek escapes me as I bolt upright, spinning toward the sound. It has a slight metallic ring to it—no one is in the room."Get into the attire," the voice commands. I realize it’s coming from the silver-lined intercom on the wall near the door. I hadn't even realized the Estate had an internal comms system. "When the transformation is complete, proceed to the third floor. I expect you there in fifteen minutes."I freeze, my pupils blown wide as I stare at the speaker.The third floor? The restricted wing with the reinforced steel door?What kind of cage has he built up there?A long silence stretches between us before the voice returns, lower this time."Rowan? Do you acknowledge the command?"I stumble toward the wall, hesitating before slamming my thumb onto the talk button. "I... okay. Yes. I'm coming.""Excellent," he purrs. "Do not be late."My whole body is vibrating as I step away. Every bit of the peace I found with Nikolai has been incin
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Nikolai freezes, his gaze drilling into mine, waiting for the rest of my thought to surface."I mean," I start, the words tangling as I stare down at the condensation on my beer bottle. "I’m aware that the dive bar you took me to was crawling with eyes from every rival pack in the Syndicate. It was humiliating. It drove a massive wedge between me and Julian when he caught wind—from multiple snitches—that I was out scent-marking the air with you. And regardless of the mess Julian and I are in, I still value him."I lift my eyes to his, letting him see the raw sting there. I catch a flicker of genuine remorse crossing his features. He’s either the most gifted actor in the Northern Territory or... maybe he actually gives a damn about the collateral damage he causes me."I like you, Nikolai," I whisper, the confession bleeding out before I can pull it back. "I like you... more than I should. But I don't know if there’s a drop of silver-truth in any of this, or if I’m just a convenient too
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He signals the valet to bring his car back around without a second thought.Thirty minutes later, we’re sitting on the edge of a weathered wooden picnic table in my old neighborhood, miles away from the glass fortresses of the West Coast. A massive tray of street tacos sits between us. I’d guided Nikolai here, to the edge of a park where a local food truck sets up on Tuesday nights. String lights twinkle above us and traditional music hums from a battery-powered radio. We are the only souls here.It is, unexpectedly, perfect.“This is incredible,” Nikolai murmurs, finishing a carne asada taco. “How did I miss this in my reconnaissance of this territory?”I give him a playful wink. “Local pack secret,” I say, taking a long pull from a cold beer. “We don’t usually let Alphas from the Northern Territory in, but...” I look him up and down, from the suit to the tattoos. “For you, we’ll allow a temporary pass.”Nikolai smirks. “I am honored by your mercy,” he says, reaching for another taco
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I lift my chin, meeting his gaze with a defiance that masks the tremor in my soul. “Yes,” I tell him, my voice a jagged edge of silver.“Exquisite,” he purrs, the golden heat in his eyes raking over me one last time before he wrenches the heavy oak door open. “I’m salivating at the thought of our next encounter, Rowan. Every agonizing second of it.”Mason pulls the door shut with a final, resonant thud. The moment the latch clicks, my strength vanishes. I drop to my knees on the cold stone floor, finally allowing my legs to give way to the violent shaking I’d been suppressing. My breath comes in ragged hitches as I fumbled for the new device hidden in my desk’s false bottom. I dial Harper immediately.“Wait, for real?” she shouts, skipping any pretense of a hello. “Is the High Alpha already retreating? Dammit, I pegged Mason Cross for a wolf with more stamina than that—”“Harper,” I groan, collapsing onto my back and staring up at the dark rafters of my ceiling. “Stop spiraling. We di
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