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hrough my battered body. My ankle twisted with a sickening, audible crack. I sc
g louder. The winter cold gnawed at my limbs, turn
on. I ran with one hand pressed tightly against my lower stomach,
atch of hidden ice. I tumbled vi
liquid between my legs, staining the pure white snow beneath me. T
. my
to a black void, taking my ve
ant. The soft, rhythmic beeping of a heart monitor mocked my existence. I was lying in a narr
at my stomach. It was flat. I placed my trembling hand on my pale skin, pressing down slightly. I couldn't feel
loud. My heart didn't break; it simply ceased to exist, leaving a cold, hollow, echoing cavity in my
nal indifference, as cold and unfeeling as his master's. He didn't offer a single word of comfort f
file folder and a s
s and the Rejection confirmation," he said
al ties. The black ink on the white paper looked like a death warrant. As I flipped to the fi
mere hundred thousand dollars as a breakup fee for the ex-wife of a proud Alpha King?" I asked, my voice dripping with icy
y, looking down his nose at me. "If you hadn't pulled that foolish stunt last night and run away, causing such a massive scene, you might have gotten more. This reduced sum
e really think his dirty money could buy my child's life and my two years of sil
rew a large, vicious "X" across the entire compensation claus
ensington. A name I hadn't used in two years, a noble na
, letting the papers scatter disres
hat made Slade flinch visibly. "Consider this $100,000 my gift to him-his hard-earned 'sowing fee' for his eff
mprehend where a broken, discarded Omega found such terrifying defiance. He op
enge my father and my unborn child, and put a permanent, violent end to this ridiculous, hateful rom
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