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Part 9
Every pulse of my heart was in pain, an ache between my ribs that spread like wildfire, clogging my throat. It stung—a loveless marriage with the Pack Alpha.
Those words kept on haunting me; I was feeling unbelievably nauseous.
No words came out of my mouth, tongue rigid, arms reaching to wrap tightly around my body. My parents had always been the couple I looked up to. They made me believe in true love, and I wanted that.
This was not happening. Then again, I should have known he would never commit to me.
The Alpha was not looking for a mate; that much was evident from his behaviour these past days. Still, I had
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