Intended for the alpha loner
I could feel her resentment, her sorrows, her laments radiating as an aura, bubbling through their skins, stripped of clothing that had been torn apart during their transformation.
I approached her just enough for one of her sons—one of my brothers-in-law—to verbally threaten me without considering the consequences.
"It's your fault!" shouted the eldest, while the others glared at me with immense irreverence.
I met each of their gazes, keeping my breathing calm, vigilant for any sign of conflict. An alpha can be overthrown, but I am not just any alpha. I am the sole survivor of my lineage, enduring what I have termed the Holocaust—the day I became an orphan.
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