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2025-03-12 18:00:31Leah's POV
Where am I? A hotel?
I woke to the weight of my own bones. I was like lead was being poured into a silk bathrobe.
Sunlight stabbed through bulletproof glass. My skull pulsed with the rhythm of last night's beer bottles shattering against pavement. Memory came in shards: sticky bar stools, Lucas' laugh cutting through smoke, my own laughter curdling into retching. No blood. No teeth. Just the sour aftertaste of survival.
The bathroom door hissed open.
He moved like spilled ink - Alpha Lucas with his tailored cruelty, holding a glass where effervescent tablets hissed like trapped wasps. I clutched the quilt to my collarbones. His smirk was a blade drawn slowly across leather.
"Decency's really unnecessary in front of me, since I've already seen everything," he grinned. The glass clinked on marble. "Drink."
I tasted ozone. My fingers trembled against Egyptian cotton. "Did you...?"
"Touch you?" He leaned into the bed's g
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