ALPHA'S DARK PAYMENT. HE REJECTED HER. HIS WOLF CHOSE HER.
BATHROOM...
Elara rinsed her mouth.
Once.
Twice.
Again.
The water was cold, biting against her lips as she leaned over the basin, fingers gripping the edge so tightly her knuckles ached. She spat, watched the water swirl down the drain, then cupped more into her hands and rinsed again, slower this time, deliberate, as if she were punishing herself.
It didn’t help.
Her throat still burned, raw. Her lips tingled. Her chest felt tight, like something heavy was sitting there, refusing to move.
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