Alpha's Cursed Bride
“But you’re not alone. Not anymore.”
I looked up, his red eyes holding mine, and I felt it—the warmth, the bond, the love I’d been afraid to name. I wasn’t the cursed daughter, not the girl who’d been sold or betrayed. I was Talia, Lycan, mother, warrior, and I was his. I stepped closer, my hand tightening in his, and nodded. “Together,” I said, my voice steady, a vow.
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