Haelyn pov Mason let out a slow breath, his grip on me tightening before he shifted, pulling me onto his leg. His hands were steady, warm, grounding. “You don’t have to-” he said gently. But I shook my head, my fingers curling into his shirt. “I-I want to,” I insisted. Maddox leaned in a little, his silver eyes locked onto mine. “Then tell us.” he murmured. “We’re listening.” I swallowed, forcing the words out despite the tightness in my throat. Mason’s grip on my waist tightened the moment I spoke. “H-he wanted me,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. Maddox stiffened, his eyes narrowing. “What do you mean he wanted you?” I bit my lip, fingers curling against Mason’s chest. “H-he believed I was something I’m not.” My breathing felt uneven, but I forced myself to say it. “Alpha Xavier thinks I’m a white wolf.” A tense silence followed. Maddox’s expression darkened, and Mason’s arms locked around me, his body rigid. “A white wolf?” Maddox echoed slowly. I nodded, my
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