The Alpha's Wildflower

The Alpha's Wildflower

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●● A pretty flower, brave enough to bloom anywhere and change an entire field - Wildflower ●● If Chloe could choose one thing in this world, it would always be a bag of kettle chips. But if she had to wish for one thing, it would definitely have something to do with Alistair Reed. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ "The lycans are real aren't they?" He says nothing. My breath catches, fingers tightening around the pen in my hand. "Are you one of them?" He taps his pen like clockwork against his desk, no response. So I ask more clearly. "Are you a werewolf, Mr Reed?"
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They were close. Not inappropriate. Not scandalous. Just... close. And Seraphina noticed. She didn't knock on Dominic's office door. She hadn't in years. She was halfway inside when she stopped, seeing her husband standing with Natalia, his assistant. Dominic had his jacket off, his sleeves pushed back. Natalia stood close, laughing with him in a way that felt nothing like their usual professional conversations. Then her hand rose to his collar. Her fingers lingered, and Dominic didn't step away. "You don't have to pretend with me," Natalia said softly. Pretend. Seraphina felt something inside her give way. "I know," Dominic answered. That was all it took. Natalia moved closer, and Dominic's hand settled on her waist. He didn't stop her. Their lips met in a slow, certain kiss. But the kiss wasn't what broke Seraphina. It was the moment before it, when Dominic could have stepped back and chose not to. His hand had tightened around Natalia's waist, as though letting her go had never crossed his mind. He pulled away only when he saw Seraphina standing silently in the doorway. The color drained from his face. But it was already too late. Seraphina didn't scream or demand an explanation. She simply turned and walked away from the office and from the marriage she had believed was safe. Dominic reached the hallway too late. She was already gone, and for the first time in seven years, he had no idea how to fix what he had broken.

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