Abbey's point of view.Jeremy and Ezekiel stood locked in a silent battle, their gazes clashing like swords in midair. Neither moved, neither blinked, the tension between them threatening to split the room in half.“I can’t,” Ezekiel finally forced out, his voice strained, spat between clenched teeth. “You know I can’t move.” His tone was steady, but the flicker of unease in his eyes betrayed him. Defying Jeremy was not something anyone did lightly. An Alpha’s command was absolute—yet this was one of those rare moments where it didn’t work.My heart pounded, the thick silence pressing on my chest. In a surge of courage, fueled by the way Charity’s eyes were fixed on me, I darted around their broad frames. The world blurred for a moment until I nearly collided with Charity.“Abbey, Abbey,” two voices called at once.Charity’s was filled with disbelief, rising joy, and relief. Jeremy’s, however, was sharp, his eyes piercing me with accusation as though my daring move was an act of betra
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