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... ke cords beneath his skin. His wolf was shaking under the surface, scent sharp with regret.
"It’s... all my fault," he muttered.
His voice cracked. For a split second, something inside my chest tugged
not pity, not kindness...
something colder. A mix of pity and disgust.
Was he finally feeling loss?
If he was, good.
He was tasting a fraction of the pain I drowned in.
Vicky’s voice broke through the heavy silence, sharp like a beta t ...
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