The Alpha's Refusal
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The lyrics hit me like a physical blow to the chest.
My mind raced back years, back to the quiet, moonlit nursery in the heart of the Pack. I had sung that very song to Jaxon a thousand times, hoping to weave a future. I had loved that boy with every fiber of my being, never imagining the day he would look at me with a killer's eyes.
Without thinking, my lips parted, a soft, breathy hum escaped me, perfectly catching the bridge of the melody.
Beside me, I felt Rhys go utterly, unnervingly still.
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