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Wounded Alpha, Healing Mate

Chapter 3 The man in the chair

Word Count: 1167    |    Released on: Today at 02:42

car that had picked her up before dawn, her hands clenched tightly in her lap. Her luggage, a single, worn suitcase, rested at her feet. H

massive-larger than she'd imagined-with marble archways, blackstone columns, and walls crawling with i

st the windows as they pulled to

silver-haired, dressed in crisp black. She loo

t offering a smile. "The head

had already turned away. She hurried after Odetta, dragging her s

gray with accents of deep crimson and silver. Portraits of long-dead Alphas stared down from

through a stone archway. "You are not to roam the estate un

, the man whose legs no longer worked, whose wolf had vanished, whose temper was said to

ened them. "This is your room. Meals will be brought to

s enormous and neatly made. A writing desk sat in the corner beneath a tall window. The walls were bar

ck, leaving Mira alone in a strange place

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tray of food that arrived at noon or the next that came for dinner. She sat by the win

of the bed, staring into the dark an

ned calm, quiet,

lf whispered, but

**

e in silence and began formulating plans. She couldn't stay here. Even if Lucien Varkos never sum

ts long corridor lined with decorative sconces and towering windows that let in pale light. She wandered, taking note of staircases, exits, and do

ress

crossed. Beside her was a younger man with sandy hair a

de the estate without an es

oing to..."

ns," Odetta interrupted, "you must be accompa

y?" Mira rais

of them

to my room,"

until she t

**

time, her steps light on the cool marble floors. The moon poured silver over the hallways, casting her shad

room with a long-abandoned piano. Her fin

inside, golden and low. She stepped forward quietly, curiosity tugging at her heel

urvive here? Sniffling aro

. At the other end of the hallway sat a man in a sleek black

en V

g jaw, raven-black hair slicked back from a proud forehead. His shoulders were b

into her with such force that Mira f

she s

apped. "You were lurking. You ha

"I was just explori

. "But in this hou

allowed to walk

You're allowed what

ger bubbling in her chest. "I did

bitterly. "Don'

refer. I didn't ask for this a

ened. "Then wh

use your family and mine decided I was

s face

t come to throw myself at you or play Luna to your broke

n her tongue, but she di

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