The Cursed Heiress
Staceywrites the omega he rejected, the white wolf he cravespregnant and rejected by my alpha matethe alpha's mate that cried wolfclaiming slave omega as my luna
Unyielding.
The forest was silent again, but the tension remained, lingering like smoke. I took a slow step forward, then another, letting the shadows stretch around me. One thing was clear: Amelia had been unsettled. And that fear… that small crack in her armor… would be my advantage.
But even as I turned toward the path leading back to Oakwood, I knew this encounter would haunt every step, every decision, every plan. Because Amelia never forgets. And neither do I.
Amelia’s voice echoed softly in the clearing as she vanished into the shadows: “It can’t be…” Yet her trembling fingers brushed the hilt of her dagger—a silent promise that our next encounter would not be by chance, and she would
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