Alpha's Weak Omega
She leaned in slightly, her voice a venomous whisper only Kimberly could hear.
"Maybe if you’d been a better Luna, your mate wouldn’t be in chains."
Kimberly’s breath hitched but before she could reply, Timothy called out, "Martha, we’re leaving."
As they turned away, Martha shot one last look over her shoulder ,smug, triumphant before disappearing through the doors.
Kimberly exhaled shakily, her tears finally falling. The packhouse felt hollow without Gabriel’s presence as if the heart of Silver Claw had been ripped out.
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