HENRY'S POV Sinking into the couch, I felt the weight of rejecting my mate. Thoughts swirled, a relentless storm. Ivory's knock broke the silence. "What brings you here?" I asked, my tone flat, preoccupied. Ivory's entrance once captivated me—seductive, confident. Now, it felt hollow. Her perfume wafted through the air, but my senses remained numb. "I came for you," she said, her eyes locking onto mine, searching for a spark. My mind belonged to Niylah. Guilt crept in; Ivory was my former distraction, now a wrong choice. "Liam's waiting," I lied, standing abruptly. Ivory's expression fell, but she quickly recovered. "I'll leave." Relief washed over me as she departed. My life teetered on the edge of dramatic change. Niylah lingered in my thoughts, a constant hum. Liam's words echoed: "Can your wolf resist that?" Restless, my wolf carved Niylah's presence, a primal call. Gazing out into the night, city lights twinkled like stars, but my mind wandered. Questio
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