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... nd at his back—light, steady. He doesn’t resist, but I can feel the tension in him. Every step is tight, cautious, like he’s bracing for the ground to vanish.
I get it.
He’s been hunted, cornered, dragged through hell. Now he’s walking out with me—an alpha he barely knows.
I’m still a stranger.
But when I heard that heartbeat, saw that little body on the monitor—I knew. Protecting him, protecting that child... it’s not just his turning point. It’s mine.
I ...
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