The executioner and the Alpha King
The blonde lifts her chin, her voice steady but her hands trembling.
“I’m Carol,” she says.
The brunette takes over seamlessly, her emerald gaze sharp as glass. “And I’m Lily.”
Their voices wrap around me, different yet the same, pulling me deeper into something I can’t control. My wolf is howling, ready to tear the world apart just to keep them safe.
And then—fingers clamp hard around my arm.
Melissa.
Her perfume is too sweet, cloying, and her nails bite into my skin. She plasters herself against me, possessive, fake smile wide for the audience. “Don’t forget me,” she purrs, loud enough for the hall to hear. “You already promised—”
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