Mated To My Stepbrother
Ashton's POV
"The girl I was," Novah said, her voice low, "the one who hid in libraries, who flinched at loud voices, who just wanted…" She trailed off, the memory of crushing loneliness in the cold mansion, the desperate, unrequited yearning for Ashton’s attention, the sting of Loveth’s humiliations – it all washed over her. But this time, the wolf didn’t explode in fury. It growled low, a protective rumble deep in her chest, a shield against the remembered vulnerability. "That girl wouldn’t have survived Silas. She wouldn’t have survived… Nick." The name was a cold stone dropped into the room. Meredith’s breath hitched; Torin’s gaze sharpened, though his expression didn’t change. The memor
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