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is voice strictly conveyed Dominik's cruel, unyielding decree. "The Alpha orders you to get out of the

ess. He had murdered his own child; throwing me out into a blizzard was child's play for a monster like him. I s

f expensive Chanel perfume drifted over, completely overpower

out of place. She walked in with the arrogant strut of a queen inspecting her dungeon, loo

g with toxic malice. She wanted to see me break down in tears at the sight of the Alpha's 'tr

who broke his heart. I used her face to get close to my enemy. And now, seeing the original version standing before me, flaunting her stolen prize, I only felt a surge of triumphant antic

o accept reality, little Omega. There was never a future for you and Dominik. He is an Alpha King. He needs a power

arpest fangs so she wouldn't get suspicious. I let my shoulders tremble slightly, biting my lip as if fighti

broad-shouldered figure completely filling the

ut a cold, arrogant scoff. "Still playing the victim, Ar

ing gentleness. "Cleo, why are you here? The infirmary is dirty, and the smell o

terated disgust. He was putting on a deliberate show of affection, stepping on my bleeding dignity to elev

stood up and gracefully wrapped her arms around his waist, her hand gently resting on his bro

ike fragile glass. "You should go back to your room, my love," he murmured softly. "Don'

e a smug, victorious glance as she left. She was absolutely confident that sh

ned his mouth, likely intending to hurl another callous insult to prove just how 'insignificant' I was, or demand

ollow stare, letting him see the absolute emptiness he had c

o overwhelm him. Unable to bear the weight of that dead silence and his own unacknowledged remorse, h