The Cursed Alpha’s Second Chance Mate
My breath stalled as she pranced in my head.
“You lacked energy. You struggled to sustain long shifts. You thought it was deficiency.”
My fingers curled into my palms.
“It wasn’t weakness,” he said quietly. “It was preparation. Your wolf has been conserving, conditioning itself for something greater.”
“What greater?” I whispered.
Eryx’s expression shifted, less mocking now, almost reverent.
“The awakening.”
The word seemed to echo in the stone chamber.
“And if you do not train,” he continued, glancing briefly at Alpha Malric before returning to me, “if you do not strengthen your physical body to match what is coming spiritually, it will tear her apart from the inside.”
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