ALPHA’s HEART MY PRISON
Jack.
I had heard my father mention him before, describing him as a cold-blooded werewolf with a ruthless nature. I had imagined him as a much older man, but when I saw him in person, I realized he was close to my age—perhaps only a year or two older.
Jack remained inside the car, watching us with quiet menace. When he finally stepped out, his presence was suffocating.
Then, he declared himself as Rose’s boyfriend.
For a brief moment, sadness gripped me. But I caught the flicker of reluctance in Rose’s expression. She wasn’t happy. She didn’t want this.
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