Alpha’s Forbidden Mate
“But it’s your call, Xan. We only have a day or two before the grid locks down.”
The room was too quiet, the storm’s thunder now a distant, disappointed parent. Xander felt the familiar rise of panic, the old collapse of choice. Then Carolina’s palm found his, steady as a benediction.
“We’ll do it,” she said for them both. “But you get us a safehouse. And seeds." She smiled, pointedly. "Xan’s become a gardener."
Jensen snorted, and for a second, he was the boy who used to swipe apples from the city’s rooftop greenhouse. “You’ll have it. There's a contact point in the Sunken District. Code’s still your old passphrase.”
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