Alpha’s Forbidden Mate
At night, Vale watched the city with the sleepless, predatory patience only the born-lupine possessed.
Xander left the city at the end of the third winter, called up to the airborne border squads with a handshake from the High Alpha herself. He packed his battered kit and held Carolina longer than necessary. They said nothing—she, never one for goodbyes; he, knowing it was just space, not an ending. For weeks afterwards, Carolina woke to the echo of his arm around her ribs, the pillow still dented in his shape.
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