of the pack territory dis

it was being ripped open with every mile I put between us. It pulsed wildly, confused and desperate, refusing to

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a half-empty parking lot. The moment I locked the door of the small room behind me, my

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hurt more than I expected - sharp, raw, and furious. My wolf was howling inside m

ugh clenched teeth. "W

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oward the bed. Sitting on the edge, I

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ages fr

from pack members who h

. One call. That was all it would take. I could ask him why.

ed me with sudde

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. Three years making myself smaller so he could feel larger. And in on

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bling when I finished

is time it felt different - not just pain, but something darker bleeding through the connection. Al

d pressed my forehe

rough. "You stood in front of the entire pack and told me I

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as if neither of us was allowed to esca

et the tears fall. My body felt heavy. My chest felt tighter with every passing minute. The m

shirt. For a moment I truly thought I might break. The urge to grab my phone and call him was almost unbear

until the physical pain cu

ice shaking but determined. "I will not go

did not disappear. It simply settled into a deep, constant

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