Alpha Fauz's POVThe door had barely shut behind her before silence swallowed the office. The servants all stood still, almost holding their breath.Even after she had left, her scent, rose and lilac still lingered. Soft and alluring, almost smelling like Becca's calming tea. I felt slightly relaxed and walked back to my desk.There were documents awaiting my signature. Land disputes, patrol rotations, supply records, and other important matters, were awaiting my designation.I dipped the quill in ink and proceeded to sign the first one. The signature looked crooked. “Since when did my hand start to tremble?”I reached for the next parchment. The words blurred, and instead of seeing patrol numbers, I saw her face.She didn't argue, she didn’t even defend herself. That brokenness unsettled me more than anything.I picked up another document, but all I heard was her voice, “Fauz, I am your mate.”When she said those words my heart fluttered. I love the sound of it, but then her betray
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