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the doctor said calmly, though his voice was firm. “I know it hurts, but we need to work on restoring your mobility. Just a little more.” Amara bit her lip, sweat forming on her brow. She didn’t want to cry in front of everyone, but the pain was overwhelming. Damon stepped into the room, his presence commanding immediate attention. “What’s going on here?” he demanded, his voice edged with concern. The doctor glanced up, startled by Damon’s tone. “Alpha, this is a routine therapy session. Amara’s muscles need to be stimulated to prevent further atrophy.”

Alpha Kirsch locked his eyes on mine, "The beach is OFF limits." Yep, I was sure now. I got a telepathic Alpha.

I walked to the lunchroom when I passed by a room, it had alpha pheromones seeping out of it so I got curious and peeked, then without warning, a girl burst out, clinging onto her shirt, she saw me and ran away. "I guess you'll do." Someone pulled me into the room. I got into the room and it was dark, I couldn't see any faces and there were so many scents in the room, I got dizzy, but there was a particular scent that calmed me down, it was Matsuzaki, he was in here at some point because his scent was faint. Someone pushed me on what I figured was a bed and his scent got stronger causing me to feel dizzy again. My body started heating up and may ass was throbbing again, I was shaking uncontr

His breath is warm, smelling of wild mint and silver pine, brushing against the sensitive skin beneath my ear. My heart thumps violently against my ribs—not from fear, but from the raw, terrifying pull of his dominant Alpha aura. "I was busy at Whitmore Global Holdings. I lost track of time." Asher’s large, calloused hand glides up my back, his fingers weaving into the thick hair at the base of my skull. His long, thick fingers press firmly against the delicate muscles at the back of my neck, massaging away the deep tension stored in my cervical spine. "Don't make a habit of lingering outside my sight," he growls softly, his grip possessive, controlling the vital point on my neck without app

Not that I feared risking my life for his, just as he had risked his life for mine just a few moments ago. Ryan slammed the back door shut, barking into his comms for Beta Zeta. “Zeta, get online and search through the online database for any healers you can get in the closest proximity to town. The Alpha is down and needs urgent care but we’re going to the hospital first.” I sat pressed against Damon, holding his head steady against my lap. His skin was burning like fire one moment, then the next, the temperature dropped to freezing cold. His body was still moving even though he was unconscious.

"Yes. Does the Alpha give his visitors massages?" "None, that I have seen, Luna." She added quickly and went back to massaging my back.

The hall fell completely silent, with all eyes on the person walking through the aisle of the hall. His steps were measured, heavy with dominance. His gaze was firm, and people instinctively lowered their heads in submission. Principal Rowan cleared her throat, her voice steady but noticeably softer than before. “The next Alpha of the most powerful northern pack, Alpha Kael of the Blackstorm will be joining us this year. A wave of whispers rippled through the hall. “Did she say Blackstorm”

said Alpha Cedric when he saw me move my hand. Doctor Gordon chuckled and returned to therapy on Alpha Cedric. Time elapsed. Now Doctor Gordon removed all the needles from Alpha Cedric's body and provided him with a decoction of herbs. "Wow, my body feels so much better," said Alpha Cedric looking relieved. "Your unique condition must be difficult for you when you want to go to a massage parlor, right, Alpha?" "You're right, Doctor. Several Alphas around me said that their bodies improved after going to professional massage parlors. But I can't do anything because no one can approach me.”

My wolf surged ahead within me grasping for him, in acknowledgment, sheer hunger, sheer desire. “Asher " I exhaled more. That shattered him. He jerked his wrist free from my hold forcefully that I staggered backward, almost crashing into the wall. The light disappeared immediately, throwing us more into the cold darkness as if nothing had occurred. Yet something occurred. Asher gazed at his hand, his chest heaving rapidly. It wasn’t the measured breathing of an Alpha. These breaths were desperate. Trembling. Human. “Don’t lay a hand on me again " he snorted.

he said. “But it is impossible to revive someone after they have been stabbed by a silver knife, it kills you from the inside out” she said, like she was talking to herself. “Yes it is, but there is one way.” he said, hoping that she would understand him. A sudden realization fell on her face as she understood what had happened. “A mark from three alphas at the same time reverses the effects of a silver knife” she said.. “You all marked me” “Yes, we did,” he said.