Aurora’s POVThe halls of the estate had never felt this suffocating before.My steps echoed sharply against the marble as I strode away from the dining room, past the portraits of dead ancestors and cold-eyed kings, past the crimson velvet curtains that fluttered from the breeze of my fury.I didn’t know where I was going. I just needed to move… to be away from them, from him.From her.That leech.Nova Wilder.The stolen chair. The garden ambush. The sickening sweetness in her voice as if she were the one being wronged.And Alexander, the Alpha of the Bloody fangs Pack, sat by and watched it all, not just allowing it but defending it.The betrayal was no longer subtle.It was painted in gold and seated at my table.I was halfway through the eastern wing, nearly to the stairs, when I heard it, his footsteps. Heavy, purposeful, like a shadow chasing a flame."Aurora!" Alexander's voice cut through the silence like a blade.I didn't stop. Not until he caught up and grabbed my wrist, no
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