The Alpha's Forgotten Bride
He appeared at the edge of the courtyard, his expression unreadable, dragging someone behind him by the arm like an afterthought.
My smile dropped instantly.
“Oh no,” I muttered. “No, no, no.”
“Don’t start,” Liam said calmly, as if he hadn’t just marched a walking problem straight into my peace.
I turned fully now, hands crossing over my chest. “I told you not to spoil my mood,” I said flatly. “And yet here you are, doing exactly that.”
The man beside him lifted his head slowly.
Grayson.
Older than I remembered. Rougher. A faint scar cut across his cheek, his once pristine appearance dulled by weeks, months of running. But his eyes were the same.
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