Ryan's Pov The dress clung to her curves in ways that made my throat tighten. Her bare legs were on display, and the fabric barely covered her, teasing just enough to drive a man insane. My wolf growled, his possessiveness flaring. I swallowed hard, forcing my voice to stay even. “No,” I said, shaking my head. “This doesn’t suit you.” Her brows furrowed. “What? But…” “You should get something better,” I interrupted, my tone firmer than I intended. She hesitated, clearly unsure whether to argue or not. Finally, she sighed and turned back toward the dressing room. That’s when I saw it, faint but unmistakable, marks on the back of her thigh, just under the hem of the dress. My blood ran cold. “Wait,” I said, my voice low and dangerous. Aurora froze, turning slightly to look at me. “Who did this to you?” I asked, my tone sharp. Her eyes widened, and she shook her head. “It’s nothing” “Don’t lie to me,” I growled, stepping closer. “Who did this to you, Aurora?” Her lips tremble
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