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jagged ends of my hair framing a face that suddenly reme

rangled quietly under the weight of his cold contempt and Tyrant's growls. What sent me out into the biting wind, wrapping my arms around myself, was a final, clinical test-the last variable I needed to eliminate before executing my contingency plan. I already had the forged misc

his conquered lands. I had wrapped my arms around myself, asking

as he slowly turned to face me. I could almost hear his in

nce. *I will never allow a wolfless Omega to breed a wolfless mistake. If you ever tried to trap me with a pregnancy, Ember, I would us

ut beneath that cold, visceral fear, something else clicked into place. A steel door, slamming shut. Test complete. Variable eliminated. He would kill his own child to preserve his bloodline's purity. He w

ear was over. Kaia's trust fund was secure, the

tomb of wasted years. I stepped into the cavernous foyer, the white marble gleaming under the harsh recessed lighting. The he

erent, me looking small and terrified in a gown that cost more than my life. I swiped my finger across the screen,

or. Freedom was inches away. I rea

EEP-BEE

antic, piercing alarm. My blood turned to ice. S

le, the deadbolt clicked with a heavy, meta

lent, oppressive pheromones of an enraged Alpha. I knew instantly why he had returned so soon: the smart-home system must have alerted him the moment I deleted the wedding portrait, or perhaps h

d, the door clicking shut be