The Forbidden Alpha’s Mate
“This is the same system.”
A pause.
I exhaled slowly, shaking my head once. “No… not the same,” I corrected, my voice tightening. “Split.”
That word sat wrong, because split meant unstable, it meant something wasn’t holding, and that wasn’t supposed to happen.
I crouched slightly, my hand brushing against one of the structural lines, my fingers hovering just above it as I focused, my gaze narrowing.
It responded, normal and stable, but underneath there was something else.
Like a second layer wasn’t separate, just… offset.
Bab Populer