THE ALPHA NEXT DOOR

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im, his claws peek out, his wolf demanding to be let out. A claw rips into my arm and a drop of blood drips from my arm, and hovers in the air fo

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inded of what I am." I muster an awkward smile

use is something I've thought of, only dreamt of. I'm

lad you opened your doors t

at one of his pack members to lead me

. Body weak, but still alert, waiting for someone to jump

sappears in the many corridors of the house. I stood for a moment, letting the silence se

d deep in my bones, a grim reminder of recent events. Yet, my eyes scanned the room, taking in every detail. It was spacious, larger than any single room

, a stark contrast to the damp earth and stale fear that had been my companions for so long. Despite the apparent comfort, every instinct screamed caution. Safety was a foreign concept, trust an even rarer commodity. I

ways the first thing I looked for. Wraithbane. The Alpha's word echoed in my mind. It was what they

that haunted the fringes of this world. And something powerful enough to make an Alpha bow and welcome a stranger like me. I walked over to the

his claw had broken the skin. It wasn't bleeding anymore, of course. My blood was

despite my unsettling nature. But sincerity was a fragile shield, easily shattered by fear or greed. I was valuable, not just for my blood, b

nversations outside my room. For now, I was simply a guest. A strange, tired, dangerous guest with blood that bloomed flowers. I turned back into the room, finally allowing myself to acknowledge the exhaustion that wei

With one last look around the room, a silent appraisal of its potential dangers and comforts, I finally lay down, fully clothed, ready to spring up at