I stormed out of the study, ripped off that damned black lace, and drove to the bar at the edge of the territory.Alphas and Betas kept trying to talk to me. I ignored every last one of them and drank myself numb, one glass after another.The alcohol blurred my vision, but the pain in my chest was a blade that stayed sharp.Two years. Two years of intimacy, warmth, and possession — and I had been nothing more than his experiment while he "tried someone else.""Another bottle."The bartender hesitated. "Miss, you've already had quite a bit—""I said another bottle."Through the haze, the bar door swung open. A familiar Alpha scent drifted in, and my wolf came alive instantly.Kieran.He was wearing a black shirt, his expression cold.I lifted my head, squinting through blurred vision toward the entrance. When I saw the figure beside him, my glass nearly slipped from my fingers.It was Melody Ashford. My half-sister.She was in a white dress — gentle and delicate — head slightly bowed, n
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