THE ALPHA KING'S FAKE BRIDE
He’d never show weakness, especially not in front of me.
“Let me remind you of something, Carl,” he said, voice low, dangerous. “You’ve always been second in everything. And you’ll stay that way.”
I chuckled. “Ah, there he is , the Alpha, the ever-righteous Tristan. But here’s the thing, dear brother…” I leaned close again, eyes locking with his. “You can have the crown, the land, the warriors. But hearts? Hearts can’t be claimed by titles.”
A thick silence fell between us.
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