Blake's POV:Alex's face was in my hands.The forest was loud around us and the fight was real and present and none of it was what existed in this specific circle of space between the rock face and the cave entrance where I was kneeling in front of Alex Thorne with his face in my hands and everything else receding to the edges.He was looking at me.His eyes were the problem. Not the color or the expression but the softness at the edges of them that should not have been there. Alex's eyes were never soft at the edges. They were sharp and dark and carrying the specific focused intelligence that had been the first thing I noticed about him years ago and had never stopped noticing.The softness was the wolfsbane.Moving through him slowly and steadily and doing the specific work of something that had been designed to take down an Alpha and was succeeding at a measured pace."Blake," he said."I know," I said."You do not have to."I looked at him."Alex Thorne," I said quietly. "I have b
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