The Alpha Twins Plaything
he said, stepping closer again, “is exactly the problem.”
I stilled.
“What does that mean?”
His gaze held mine.
“It means,” he said slowly, “you are strongest when you are together.”
My breath caught slightly.
“And weakest,” he continued, “when you are not.”
The words settled heavily in the air.
I hated how true they felt.
“I’m not weak,” I said.
“No,” he agreed easily. “You’re unstable.”
That stung. More than it should have.
I swallowed hard, forcing myself not to react.
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