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Moonlight silvered my blood-stained hands as I stared at them in horror. Even my heightened werewolf senses couldn't comprehend how this had happened—how a moment of peace with Callum had shattered into chaos and suspicion."Show me your hands!" Callum's voice cracked with Alpha authority, sending shivers down my spine. The pack's heavy presence closed in around us, their judgment as thick as the fog rolling through Richmond Park.My heart thundered as I slowly raised my trembling fingers. The dried blood beneath my nails gleamed accusingly in the moonlight. *My* blood, from scaling that fence earlier. But how could I prove it?"Olivia Blackwood." Callum's words carried the weight of an executioner's axe. Each syllable seemed to physically pain him as his amber eyes burned into mine. "By pack law, you are confined to the sanctuary until this incident can be investigated."*An hour earlier...*The forest fight's aftermath had left visible marks—a tear in Callum's henley, mud streaking
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My heels clicked against the marble floor of James's office building, each step echoing like a countdown in my head. The familiar scent of his cologne lingered in the air - bergamot and cedar, now tainted with something metallic. Blood.Security footage of his crumpled form played on loop in my mind. My ex-husband, the man who'd shattered my trust, now lay in a hospital bed because of what everyone thought I'd done. My newly heightened senses picked up whispers from the cubicles I passed. *Monster. Animal. Murderer.*If only they knew how right they were about the animal part.The glass walls of the executive floor loomed before me, a sterile fortress against London's rain-darkened sky. My wolf stirred beneath my skin, reading the tension in my muscles. Callum's training sessions echoed in my thoughts: "Control the beast, or it controls you." Easy for him to say. He wasn't the one being hunted by his own pack.I slipped into the security room, my corporate access card still valid. Eit
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The Alpha's Broken Mate Blood Ties
Lightning flashed outside Callum's office window, illuminating his rigid posture as he faced Amelia. I pressed myself against the wall beside the partially open door, my heart thundering in my chest. After weeks of investigating, the trail had led me here—to a confrontation I never expected to witness."Care to explain this?" Callum's voice carried the dangerous edge I'd come to recognize—the Alpha barely containing his rage. Papers slapped against his desk. "Unauthorized experiments on werewolf DNA? You've been working with humans behind the pack's back."I caught my breath, pieces clicking into place. The missing research files from my old company, James's strange behavior before his attack—it all connected to Amelia."My, my." Amelia's laugh held no warmth. "The mighty Alpha finally caught up. Though you're missing the most delicious part of the story." Her heels clicked against the hardwood as she moved closer to his desk. "Did you never wonder why I took such... special interest
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Silver moonlight pierced through the ancient oaks of Hampstead Heath, casting long shadows across my face as I tracked the hunters' movements. My newfound werewolf senses picked up their acrid scent - gun oil and silver, a deadly combination that made my stomach churn. Three months ago, I'd been nothing more than a corporate executive nursing a broken heart. Now, I stood at the edge of a centuries-old clearing, helping coordinate the defense of a werewolf pack against trained killers."They're moving into position along the eastern perimeter," I whispered to Callum, my voice barely audible even in the stillness of the night. Despite everything between us - the betrayal, the lies, the pain - we fell into an easy rhythm of cooperation. His massive frame shifted slightly, unconsciously shielding me from the bitter autumn wind."How many?" His low voice sent an involuntary shiver down my spine, reminding me of easier times. Of passionate nights and whispered promises that now lay in ruins
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My heels clicked against rain-slicked pavement as I raced through London's financial district, each step carrying me closer to the International Press Centre where news vans clustered like vultures. The mate bond pulsed with Callum's pain, a constant reminder of what I'd left behind. But I couldn't think about that now. Not when Amelia was minutes away from exposing our entire world. Thunder rumbled overhead, matching the storm raging in my chest. My enhanced senses picked up the acrid scent of wet asphalt and the metallic tang of approaching rain. Everything felt sharper since my transformation – including the guilt that threatened to consume me. I forced myself to focus on the immediate threat. Amelia Thornton, with her ice-blue eyes and perfectly manicured claws, was about to throw both human and werewolf societies into chaos. And it was partially my fault. If I hadn't been so consumed by my past trauma, so quick to doubt Callum... A sleek black car pulled up beside me, and I
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