The Alpha's Ex Is Back With A Son
DEBBY’S POV
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I’m trapped in a haze, my body heavy, like it’s sunk into tar. My mind’s awake, though, clawing through shadows and echoes, fighting to make sense of the world I can’t touch. I’m Debby, stuck in this coma, my heart aching not just from the wounds that put me here—taking claws for Jerry and that hunter girl, Sasha—but from something sharper, something that cuts deeper. Jealousy. It’s ugly, twisting in my chest as I see my son, my Jerry, in a vision so clear it hurts. He’s kneeling beside Sasha in some grimy Crescent City alley, his dark hair falling into his eyes, wiping blood off her cheek with a tenderness that stabs me. His eyes glow red, the
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