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I....I am a she-alpha??

Author: Ava
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-02 00:39:15

Elowen's POV

The forest was silent, save for the soft rustling of leaves in the wind and the distant howls of wolves. I stood there, my knees trembling, as the golden-eyed wolf I’d come to trust and depend on transformed before my eyes. His powerful form shifted, fur melting into skin, muscles rippling as he stood up straight. The air around him shimmered with an energy that was unmistakable.

And then he was standing in front of me, not as a wolf, but as a man—a breathtakingly handsome man. His features were striking, sharp jawline, chiseled body, and eyes that burned with an intensity I couldn’t look away from. His hair was wild, a mix of dark brown and gold that caught the moonlight, making him seem almost ethereal. But it wasn’t just his appearance that stole my breath. It was the way he held himself—confident, powerful, yet somehow gentle.

He looked at me with an expression that spoke volumes—one of recognition, longing, and something deeper, something I couldn’t yet place. Hi
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