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His eyes narrowed, but he stayed still as I resumed cleaning his wounds. The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife.

I could feel the heat radiating from his skin, far hotter than any human's should be. His muscles rippled under my touch, and I cursed my traitorous body for noticing.

"You're not afraid," he observed after a few minutes of tense silence.

"I'm terrified," I corrected, not looking up from my work. "But you're not the first dangerous creature I've treated, and fear won't stop these wounds from killing you."

He grabbed my wrist, his grip firm but not painful. "Look at me."

I did, meeting those golden eyes that seemed to see right through me. Up close, I could see flecks of amber in them, like captured flames.

"What's your name?" he demanded.

I hesitantly answered, "Mirabelle. Most people call me Belle."

"Belle," he repeated, like he was tasting the word. "I'm Roman Blackthorn, Alpha of the Shadowfang pack. And you, little healer, are either very brave or very foolish."

"Probably both," I admitted, pulling my wrist from his grip. "Now, are you done with the intimidation routine, or should I leave you to heal yourself?"

His lips twitched. "Continue."

I worked in silence after that, hyperaware of his eyes following my every move.

The wounds were deep, but his supernatural healing was already kicking in. Still, without treatment, they could be fatal even for a werewolf.

"These weren't made by normal wolves," I said finally, stitching a particularly nasty gash.

"No," he agreed darkly. "They weren't."

"Are they coming here?" I needed to know if my village was in danger.

He was quiet for so long I thought he wouldn't answer. "Not if they believe I'm dead."

"Are they likely to believe that?"

His smile was all teeth. "They should. Their poison should have killed me hours ago."

I froze. "Poison?"

"Why do you think I couldn't heal properly?" He studied my face. "You can smell it, can't you? Most humans can't, but you're not quite normal, are you, Belle?"

I ignored the question, focusing instead on the implications of poison. That explained the weird smell I'd noticed, like rotting flowers. "Nightshade," I muttered. "Mixed with something else... wolfsbane?"

"Clever girl." His eyes were getting heavy, the poison clearly still in his system. "Perhaps you're worth keeping alive after all..."

"Charming." I drawled, reaching for my strongest antidote. "Try to stay conscious for a few more minutes. This is going to hurt like hell."

He caught my hand again, his grip weaker now. "Why are you helping me?"

I met his gaze steadily. "Because that's what healers do. Even for arrogant werewolves who think they can intimidate me in my own home."

He laughed weakly. "You're going to be trouble, aren't you?"

"Probably," I agreed, then jabbed the antidote into his neck before he could stop me.

His roar of pain shook the cottage walls.

I quickly pressed him down as he thrashed, praying the sedative I'd mixed in would work on a werewolf.

Gradually, his movements slowed, though his breathing remained ragged.

"Fucking hell" he gasped. "A little warning next time?"

"Would you have let me do it if I'd warned you?"

His eyes were clouding over, but he managed one last smirk. "No. Definitely trouble."

Then he was out cold, leaving me alone with an unconscious Alpha werewolf and about a thousand questions. I sank into my chair, finally letting my hands shake.

What the hell had I gotten myself into?

Outside, I could hear the villagers whispering, no doubt wondering about my mysterious patient.

I knew I should be more worried about having a werewolf – an Alpha, no less – in my home. But something about him intrigued me, despite my better judgment.

"You better be worth all this trouble, Roman Blackthorn." I muttered, settling in for a long night of observation.

I had no idea then just how much trouble he would truly turn out to be.

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    I watched Mirabelle squirm in her seat as the village elders deliberated, her back impossibly straight as if sheer posture could hold her together. The candlelight caught the flecks of gold in her brown eyes, making them spark with defiance even as she tried to maintain a calm exterior. Her hands were folded tightly in her lap, knuckles white, and her lips pressed into a thin line. Her scent— lavender and herbs, mixed with a hint of fear she couldn’t quite hide— filled my nostrils. It was intoxicating, though I'd never admit it aloud. She was trying so hard to appear unshaken, but even I could see the cracks in her armor."This is bullshit." I muttered, loud enough for her to hear. The wound in my side still ached, sending flashes of pain through my ribs with every deep breath, but it was a dull ache compared to the smoldering anger I felt toward these pompous elders. Their self-righteous deliberation was dragging on far too long, and I could feel the tension radiating off of Mira

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    "When do we leave?" she asked quietly, her voice devoid of its usual fire."Tomorrow at dawn," I answered, my tone softer than I intended. "Pack light. It's a three-day ride to Shadowfang."The meeting dispersed, the elders shuffling out one by one, leaving Belle and me alone in the candlelit room. She sat rigid in her chair, staring at the table as if it held all the answers to her unspoken questions. I lingered by the door, watching her. "This isn't personal," I said after a moment, surprising even myself with the need to explain. "You saved my life. I'm returning the favor.""By forcing me from my home?!" she shot back, her voice trembling with barely restrained emotion. She finally looked up at me, and the pain in her eyes hit me like a physical blow. "Some favor."I crossed the room in two long strides, leaning down until we were eye level. "Would you prefer I leave you to Cassandra's mercy?" I asked, my voice low and dangerous. "Because I promise you, little healer, she has non

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    The sight of him hurt, bloodied and struggling, triggered something deep and primal inside me. Heat surged through my chest, different from the destructive power I had felt earlier. This was something new....something pure. Without thinking, I raised my trembling hands and reached toward him. Light. Bright and blinding. It flowed from my fingertips, enveloping Roman in a golden glow. He froze for a moment, his head snapping toward me in shock, but I couldn't stop. The light wrapped around him, seeping into his body, and as I watched, his wounds began to knit themselves together. The gashes on his face closed, the blood disappearing as if it had never been there. Roman’s eyes blazed with renewed strength, and he let out a roar— half-wolf, half-man— as he turned back to Cassandra. "NO!!!!" Cassandra shrieked, her voice high and panicked. She lunged at me, her movements wild and desperate, but Roman was faster. He intercepted her mid-leap, his massive jaws closing around

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    His kisses continued downward, his hands sliding over my hips as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of my pants. He paused, looking up at me for permission, and I nodded, lifting my hips to help him pull them off. His eyes burned as they roamed over me, now nearly bare before him."You're perfect," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "Every inch of you."Heat coiled low in my belly as he pressed a kiss to the inside of my thigh, his stubble scraping against my sensitive skin in a way that made me gasp. He kissed his way higher, his hands gently parting my legs, and when his lips brushed against the thin fabric of my underwear, I couldn’t stop the moan that escaped me."Roman..." I whispered, my voice shaky with both nerves and anticipation."I’ve got you," he said softly, his hands stroking my thighs in reassurance. "Just let me take care of you."He pulled my underwear down slowly, his gaze never leaving mine as he bared me completely to him. I felt vulnerable, exposed, bu

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