Alpha’s Forbidden Mate
One evening, she caught him reaching for a fallen petal; he pressed it to the mouth of his mask as if remembering another life.
Eventually, the city’s new myth became more hunger than memory. Carolina noticed the change in the way people touched: fleeting, greedy, an urgency that made every rumor of scarcity feel like a prophecy. Markets filled with unrecognizable fruits, blue on the outside, sweet as blood. Couples knotted in dark corners, tangled in bluebell and mutual need, never minding the dirt or the gawkers. Even children seemed wilder, growing quick and sharp and without a shred of domestication. Mira said it was unsustainable; Xander said it was evolution. Carolina said nothing. She
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