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Aria I wake slowly, my body aching in all the right places, a delicious soreness that reminds me of the passionate night I spent tangled in Callum's arms. For a moment, I allow myself to bask in the afterglow, a small smile playing at the corners of my lips as I stretch languidly beneath the sheets. But as I reach out to the other side of the bed, expecting to feel the warm, solid presence of Callum's body, my hand meets only cold, empty space. Confused, I sit up, my eyes scanning the room for any sign of him. That's when I see it. The note, a single sheet of paper folded on his pillow, my name scrawled across the front in his bold, familiar handwriting. With trembling fingers, I reach for it, my heart pounding in my chest as I unfold the paper and read the words written there. "Nothing's changed." Two words, simple and stark, but they hit me like a punch to the gut. I feel the air leave my lungs in a rush, my throat constricting with a sudden, overwhelming surge of emotion. Ang
Crescent Moon Alphas Chapter 34
Aria I close the front door to Leah's house with a gentle click, stepping out into the quiet street. A chill morning breeze caresses my skin, and I wrap my arms around myself against the cold. I feel raw and exposed after our emotional conversation, like a nerve laid bare. But I know there's no going back now. My choice has been made. With a deep breath, I make my way down the walk and turn in the direction of the packhouse. The tap of my boots on the pavement echoes in the silence, a lonely refrain keeping tempo with my own tumultuous thoughts. Doubt claws at me, whispering that I'm making a mistake. That a true Alpha would stand her ground, would fight to keep what she'd earned. I clench my jaw, steeling myself against the insidious voices. I didn't want to be Alpha, not really. It was forced upon me, a burden I never desired. Returning it to Elijah is the right thing to do. The only thing left that feels true in a world upended. As I near the center of town, flickers of movemen
Crescent Moon Alphas Chapter 35
Aria I arrive at the ceremony grounds, my stomach churning with anxiety as furious shouts assault me from the gathered crowd. Heads turn in my direction, eyes burning into me with outrage and accusation. I straighten my spine and lift my chin, refusing to let them see the nerves fraying beneath my composed exterior. This is my own doing. I have no one to blame but myself for the chaos and turmoil rippling through the Silverfang pack. But it's the only way I can see to finally find some semblance of peace and clarity in the storm raging within me. Elijah stands rigidly on the raised wooden platform at the center of the ceremony circle. His powerful frame is taut with tension, his features an impenetrable mask concealing the tempest of emotions I know must be swirling inside him. Only his dark eyes, boring into mine with smoldering intensity, betray the war waging beneath his Alpha dominance. I inhale a steeling breath and stride forward into the sacred clearing, the simmering hostil
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Aria The space between me and Elijah feels charged, electric with the weight of the choice I've just made. I can see the anguish in his eyes as he watches me walk away, can feel the severing of our mating bond like a physical ache in my chest. But I force myself to keep moving, descending the ceremonial platform on legs that feel numb and disconnected from my body. This is the only way, I tell myself. The gathered crowd parts silently before me as I pass, their accusing eyes following my retreat. I catch snatches of muttered conversation, words like "traitor" and "coward" piercing my ears. Each whispered condemnation lands like a blow, the hostility pressing in on me from all sides. But I refuse to cower or quicken my pace. I walk steadily onward, my spine straight and chin lifted. Their judgment cannot touch me - not really. When I finally reach my room, I close and lock the door firmly behind me. Only then do I allow myself to sag against the smooth wood, my breath leaving in a
Crescent Moon Alphas Chapter 37
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