Alpha’s Forbidden Mate
“Romance novels wish they were this interesting. Or that the protagonists got to eat so much cheese.”
Carolina watched the light filtering down through the fractured dome, how it threw squares across Xander’s knuckles, Lyra’s limping smile, the sulfur-bright gloss on the battered playing cards. For a moment, everything else receded. The hunger and the running and the trenches of old grief; all of it shrank, replaced—not by hope, exactly, but by a stubborn obligation to keep living, and to keep these people living, too.
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