POV ALPHA XAVIERI entered the bathroom and turned on the faucet, letting the sound of the water drown out any other noise. I knew Cassandra was on the other side of the wall, and, if only for a moment, I wanted her to believe that everything was fine. Keeping my face steady, I turned to the mirror and, in a burst of pent-up rage, punched the glass directly. The shards scattered across the floor as blood dripped from my hand, the pain burning intensely. I took a deep breath, letting out a growl from deep in my chest, tasting the bitter flavor of everything I’d kept inside for so long.I grabbed a small cloth, pulling the glass fragments from my skin, each one cutting deeper, until I finally wrapped my hand tightly. I took off my clothes, letting them drop heavily to the floor, as though each piece carried a weight I bore, and stepped into the bathtub. The hot water embraced my tense muscles, relaxing every exhausted part of my body, but only on the outside. Inside, my wolf, Ragnar, wa
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