Alpha's Redemption After Her Death
It hit harder than I expected, making my fingers tighten in his shirt.
“I’m sorry, okay?” My voice was barely above a whisper, muffled against him. “I’m trying. I want to fix this. I want us. But for now, can you just… hold me?”
A long silence stretched between us, thick with everything unsaid. His body was tense, his breath slow, controlled—too controlled.
Then, finally, his arms came around me. Tight. Firm. Possessive.
I exhaled unsteadily, pressing closer, my body molding against his. He was so warm, solid, his pulse a steady rhythm beneath my cheek. For a moment, I just let myself sink into him—the strength of him, the quiet comfort that had always been there beneath the storm.
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