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... again. I had already bolted off the throne and stormed past him before his lips could form another word. My blood was boiling, hot with irritation, and something else I didn’t know how to name.
Celine’s scream hadn’t just been fear.
It had been grief.
Pain like that didn’t wouldn’t have left her lips unless something permanent had been lost.
Footsteps thundered behind me as I pushed through the winding halls of the Alpha mansion, scenting the air out of instinct. ...
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