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11. Bruise

Storm’s pov

I tried to get some work done. I was happy the test went well, considering the alternative would be that dad would sell Aaro to someone else or kill her. I had no fucking clue what he would do, but it wouldn’t be good, and I would never see her again.

We rode back in silence, and I thought about this whole damn mess.

She hadn’t chosen me. She had no choice. And although this hadn’t been my choice either, Aaro was the type of woman I could picture myself being with. She intrigued me, as not many women do.

The geneticist said if she had been born a boy, she could have become an alpha, and if there was any woman I could see as an alpha, it was her. Although she kept her head down most of the time, I saw the defiance in her eyes. When she thought people weren’t looking, she stood up straight with authority, and when she spoke without thinking, she had strength in her voice.

Too bad a female alpha could never exist. This world wasn’t ready for a female alpha, and I didn’t even
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