Rejected and Reclaimed: The Alpha's Second Bond
“I’m Amara. Selene said you might like company.”
I stared at her.
She didn’t look dangerous.
She looked… kind.
I didn’t trust it.
But I also didn’t have the energy to run.
“Hi,” I said.
She stepped further in—slow, careful, like she was approaching a skittish animal.
“I brought some things. Fresh honey cakes—still warm from the kitchen. Some blackberries we picked this morning. A little jar of salve Selene made for your knee. And this—” She lifted the cloth off the basket to reveal a small bouquet of white moonflowers, petals still dewy, stems tied with a thin black ribbon. “They grow in the sheltered beds behind the greenhouse. They only open at night, but they smell nice even in the day.”
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