The pain was sharp, grounding, but it only made the bond pull tighter, pulling me closer across the seat until our knees brushed. His voice was low, almost intimate, but the cruelty was there in every syllable. “Because I don’t want this. I don’t want a bond controlling me like some pathetic pup. I don’t want to wake up one day and realize I’m making decisions because some stupid pull told me to. I don’t want to be weak.”My throat tightened, the words he’d spoken the night before echoing in my mind—the ones that had made me curl up in pain. “And me?” I whispered, my voice cracking despite my best efforts. “What am I in this? Just a means to an end you refuse to accept?”He turned then, fully. His eyes locked onto mine, intense, searching, but there was no warmth in them. Only cold calculation, the alpha mask slipping just enough to reveal the cruelty beneath. “You’re part of it,” he said, his tone flat, detached, as if I were a burden rather than the woman whose soul he’d claimed. “T
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