Twisted Obsession: Possessed by my fiancé's father.

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scratched by broken branches, and my tat

ble, but the sound of heavy fo

creamed that I should

ted my head-a

estruction itself. His silver eyes reflected the dim moonlight, and his face b

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hoarse, barely au

is head slightly, as if my question was unexpected. His

me in an insta

self onto one knee until hi

st, his voice deep and rough-but n

if I could trust him, but he

aphi

per, fragile, as if it co

g within him stirring-some

ated softly, then adde

s bloodstained coat, his strong arms lifting me off the grou

now why he

n a long while, I felt l

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e the

vast, dark, filled with shadows. I felt the chill of the stone be

ed when we reached a large room, where a boy s

y lifted his head, his storm-gray eyes-id

the boy asked, his voi

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beside me... Was h

d firmly. "From now on, she

side me trem

me cautiously. I couldn't tell what he was

ated softly, as if h

"You will care for her and protect

n, suddenly, a faint smile crossed his

, Sera

w to react... I had lost everything, and now, all o

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in his. It wasn't warm, but it wasn't

" I whi

gaze fixed on me with an exp

s voice was qui

my head i

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idn't know how to process it. I had

lways pro

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when I felt his hand gently brush through

long while, I felt lik

nge feeling whispered that this was only the begi

-

when exactly it began, but I found

e terrifying man who had saved me from

his way. He wasn't my father, and I wasn't supposed to stay here. Yet, he nev

d me stories of kings and warriors, of wolves that feared nothing-not even the darkness. I would

sed to thi

. He never abandoned me in the dark. He would sit nearby, watching over me until I fell asleep. And sometimes.

it felt l

to comb my hair every morning? How could he be the o

ion in the mirror and whisp

h, his brows furrowed as if handling something delica

tainty. "And you are real...

, not his wife. Liam's mother passed away, and the Alpha replaced her with her sister to take on the role

ominic never allowed her to come near me. Even Liam started to grow jealous of me, sometim

ain, hatred, and anger-j

e resentment, the anger-so lo

ng in the nearby chair, watching over me in silence, o

to stay... because he d

n the warmth of his black coat, listening to the steady rhythm

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