Blind Alpha And His Unwanted Mate
I pull back slightly, just enough to see his face.
His eyes, dark and intense, study mine with a quiet understanding, as if he knows everything I’m feeling without me having to say a word. I reach up, wiping my tears with trembling fingers, and offer him a small, shaky smile.
“I missed you,” I confess softly, the words slipping out before I can stop them. It’s the truth, even though I never knew him—never had the chance. But I missed him my whole life without even realizing who I was missing. And now, standing here, held by him, I can’t help but feel the weight of that loss.
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