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CHAPTER 11

The weight of Amelia's revelation pressed down on me like a physical burden. Sleep had become a distant memory, replaced by a constant churning of thoughts and anxieties. Even the simple act of preparing Jax's meals, a task I usually performed with meticulous care, felt clumsy and haphazard. The Alpha sensed my disquiet, his usually sharp gaze softening with concern. But he held back, respecting my need for space, for time to process the storm raging within me."You seem troubled," he said one evening, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the room as he sat across from me at dinner.I forced a smile, hoping to mask the turmoil within. "Just a bit tired, that's all."He studied me, his eyes piercing through my facade. "You haven't slept well, have you?"I shook my head, unable to meet his gaze. "It's nothing, really. Just a few restless nights."He sighed, his expression softening. "If you're troubled, you can tell me. You know I'm always here for you."His words were a balm to

CHAPTER 12: Confused

THE ALPHA'S SLAVE/Lorewrights

The morning is quite gloomy, but my thoughts are still reeling from last night. Confusion swirls in my mind like a ticking bomb. However, I refuse to dwell on it, Jaxon seems fine, at least outwardly.He acts as if our conversation never happened, which I find unsettling. I lack the courage to ask him directly. I need to respect our boundaries, even though we're close. I must remember he's the Alpha, the ruler of this town.He sits at the table, flipping through the newspaper. I pour him tea, remaining silent. I should act as if last night was insignificant.I sit beside him, about to eat, when he speaks. “The council will have a party later,” he says, eyes still on the newspaper. He lifts his teacup and sips, a faint smile playing on his lips.I frown, confused. He mentioned the council last night, but what about the party? Why are they holding one? Is it related to the attack two weeks ago? The timing feels...odd.“Why are they holding a party?” I ask, my confusion evident. “Is i

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