Reborn For The Vicious Alpha
She clenched her fists in the dirt instead, her nails digging into the dry ground as disbelief and grief tangled inside her.
Suddenly, a small hand reached out toward her out of nowhere.
Freya looked up through blurred vision and saw a child standing before her—a little girl no older than five. Her skin was painted in soft yellows and white, her hair decorated with feathers, and in her small hand, she held a single wildflower with bright violet petals.
The girl didn’t say a word. She simply stepped forward and gently offered the flower to Freya.
Freya blinked.
It was such a simple gesture… and yet, it hit her harder than any word could have. Her fingers slowly loosened from the dirt, and she
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