Alpha Williams’ POV“You're not going?!”“No.”“Why?”Pride was a funny thing—it strangled you when you wanted to reach out, held your hand when you wanted to let go. I wanted to go after her. Moon, I wanted to run after Maya, grab her, shake her, ask why she’d run from me.But I didn’t.Because I am Alpha Williams. And an Alpha never chases.“She didn’t reject you,” Balor murmured in my head, his voice low and steady.I clenched my jaw. “She ran from me. In front of my pack, Balor. That is worse than rejection.”“No,” my wolf rumbled, a growl deep in my chest. “Worse would’ve been her saying no. She didn’t. She panicked. There is hope still.”I exhaled sharply, leaning forward, elbows on my knees. Hope was dangerous. Hope got you killed.That night I slammed the door to my chambers, too furious to think, too bruised in pride to move. But by dawn, I forced myself calm. I had to. ---The knock on my door came mid-morning.“My lord,” a guard bowed, “Alpha Thomas and Lady Sarah have arr
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