Fated to the Alpha Stepbrother
Before Rose could regain her footing, I forced my own hand to press the cold, razor-sharp edge of the blade directly against the skin of my own throat.
A thin line of crimson blood welled up beneath the silver steel.
Bellamy gasped, taking a sudden step back, his professional composure completely breaking as he realized what was happening. "Isabella?"
Rose fought me tooth and nail, trying to pull the knife away, but I held the blade rigid against my flesh, forcing my own raw, shaky, breathless voice to tear through the surface of my lips.
"Bellamy... the ambush..." I choked out, a hot tear escaping my eye as I stared at him through the green-and-brown blur of my pupils. "The ambush is at daw
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