Lucian POVI cannot stay here. That is the only clear thought in my mind as I leave the locker room. Not after what just happened, not after my control slipped, not after him. The hallway feels colder than before, but it does not help. Nothing does. The suppressant remains in my system, yet it is uneven now, working in the wrong places and failing in the ones that matter.My breathing is steady, forced, and fake. I keep walking, needing distance from the room, the team, from everything. Then a voice cuts in from the side.“Leaving already?” I stop, not because I want to, but because I recognize it. I turn slightly and see one of the Alphas from earlier, the one who had been watching closely during drills. Broad shoulders, sharp eyes that miss nothing. Problem.“You didn’t stay for results,” he continues, stepping closer.“I already got them.” “Did you?” There’s something in his tone, neither friendly nor casual or curious“I am in,” I say simply. His gaze flicks over me, slow and m
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