The Alpha's Unwanted Mate
Nara
My knees buckle, and I stagger, but he grabs me. After taking deep breaths, I turn to face him, and my breath ceases. Kian. Even though his face is covered with a mask, I recognize him. Those eyes, those lips, his voice, his hair, everything.
"Happy birthday, Nara," he says in that deep, alluring voice of his.
I steady my erratic heartbeat and speak in what I think is a clear voice, though my words are probably trembling. "What are you doing here?"
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