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Mira woke tangled in silk sheets, her skin still tingling from Kenzo’s touch, her body betraying her heart in the worst way. The scent of him lingered—musk and wildfire. It clung to her, as if marking her in defiance of everything she’d said.She stared at the ceiling, teeth clenched.What the hell did I just do?A knock rattled the door. She knew it was him before he even stepped inside.

Alpha Kenzo didn’t wait for permission. He never did.He walked in shirtless, still radiating dominance and smug satisfaction, like a wolf who’d caught his prey and left bite marks just to prove it.“You're awake,” he said, voice like gravel and heat.

“No thanks to you,” she muttered, tugging the sheet over her bare chest.He chuckled. “You didn’t seem to mind last night.”“I was thinking with my survival instincts, not my heart,” she snapped.

Kenzo leaned against the doorframe, eyes narrowing. “And now?”She met his gaze, her mask of steel sliding back into place. “Now I remember who I am.”“Oh?” He stepped
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    Mira woke tangled in silk sheets, her skin still tingling from Kenzo’s touch, her body betraying her heart in the worst way. The scent of him lingered—musk and wildfire. It clung to her, as if marking her in defiance of everything she’d said.She stared at the ceiling, teeth clenched.What the hell did I just do?A knock rattled the door. She knew it was him before he even stepped inside. Alpha Kenzo didn’t wait for permission. He never did.He walked in shirtless, still radiating dominance and smug satisfaction, like a wolf who’d caught his prey and left bite marks just to prove it.“You're awake,” he said, voice like gravel and heat.“No thanks to you,” she muttered, tugging the sheet over her bare chest.He chuckled. “You didn’t seem to mind last night.”“I was thinking with my survival instincts, not my heart,” she snapped.Kenzo leaned against the doorframe, eyes narrowing. “And now?”She met his gaze, her mask of steel sliding back into place. “Now I remember who I am.”“Oh?” He stepped

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