My Fated Alpha
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“You look at her wrong, you breathe near her without permission, and I’ll bury you where no one finds the pieces.”
Rowan inclined his head. “Understood, Alpha.”
He walked past us into the lodge like he already knew the layout. Stopped in the living room, inhaled once—slow, deliberate—and his shoulders relaxed.
“Your mate’s strong,” he said quietly. “Stronger than she knows. She’ll make it.”
Then he looked at me, and something electric snapped between us again—different from Victor, but just as intense.
“I’ll see you at moonrise, Elena.”