THE ALPHA'S BETRAYAL
His shirt was unbuttoned halfway, exposing the faint scars that crossed his chest.
Mara’s breathing slowed. Something in his scent was familiar, maddeningly so. Woodsmoke. Rain. And something deeper—something that sang to the same wildness now alive inside her.
“Who are you?” she managed, voice rough and animalistic.
His eyes softened, though his smirk didn’t fade. “Your alpha.”
The word hit her like a physical blow. She staggered back, but he moved faster than her eyes could follow. In a blink, he was before her, hand catching her wrist. His touch burned—yet it didn’t hurt. It steadied.
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