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54. Nikolai
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A Damaged Alpha 56. Nikolai
The last coherent thought tumbling through my mind when I saw that syringe plunge into my neck was that I never told her I loved her before we parted. I pushed her away to take her chances with the Kharkov girls without a kiss or promise. I should have held her to me, told her she was my world. I don’t think she realises how much she has changed everything about me. I am a better man in just a few short months of finding her as my mate. Imagine what I could have been had we been given the chance to enjoy years together. I have even been fit enough to rule one day. I did not expect to wake up and find the brown eyed Leona staring closely at me, shining a bright torch in my eye. “He’s awake!” she announced drily. I tried to move but realised I was heavily strapped. My head felt like it was in a vice, the pressure from bandages making me wince as I struggled to see around Leona’s red locks. “Where…is she…” I croaked out, my throat basically a bag of jangling razor blades. I didn’t hav
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A Damaged Alpha 2. Cillian
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