Finland, Rova’s ancient territoryAdira’s POVI stared, motionless, as the man everyone feared, the savage alpha king Magnus, approached and carefully took his daughter from my arms. I could feel the strength in his hands and the tension in my body, afraid to move as he stepped closer.Magnus’s stern expression faltered, shifting to confusion as he carefully cradled his daughter. Despite holding her, his amber eyes never left mine, making it impossible to look away or read exactly what he was thinking.Goddess blessed him; he was a sight to look at, I thought to myself. If only he would smile. His dark, long hair, his stubble, tall and imposing, stop it, Adira, he is married.The thought stung sharper than I expected. Shame tangled in my chest, warring against that secret thrill at his nearness, and I scolded myself for even noticing. What kind of person lets their heart leap at a man who belongs to someone else?Still, I couldn't make my eyes behave, couldn't stop the ache in my che
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