“Alpha!” Talon greeted the man with respect.

The giant, gorgeous man acknowledged him with a simple nod, an aura radiating off of him that reeked of authority.

He looked towards Estrella, who immediately pulled out her report. “Alpha, Miss Rosasile is still quite weak, but with proper care, she should be much better in two weeks.”

His expression didn’t change, but he moved as she spoke.

He was coming towards me!

I had never seen such movement—graceful and swift, faster than any wolf I had ever encountered.

So fast that, in the blink of an eye, he was at my bedside.

The faint scent of musk surrounded me. The earthly aroma reminded me of the forest on a rainy day, and it replaced the smell of sterile chemicals in the ward. It was cold but almost psychedelic, just like him.

I couldn’t help but lower my head. Through the gap in my hair, I saw his black leather shoes stop right next to my bed, with the toe of the shoe aimed in my direction.

He had to be staring at me! I didn’t need to see to know that.

“Look up,” he commanded.

His voice was deep, very deep. It struck me and sent shivers through my whole body. Pausing for a moment, I put myself together.

The cold reflection from his metal cufflinks came into my view. His hand had already stretched toward my face. His fingers were long, neither bulky nor too slim—just perfect, and full of power.

What was I thinking? Rosalie, stop focusing on the wrong things!

Within a second, his hand clamped down on my chin, his fingers strong and hot, pressing hard—forcing my head up.

He was clearly not a patient man.

grateful that my long, loose hair was

at me,” he

lifted my eyes to look

one dared to disobey his

of the ward cast a soft glow around him, and I couldn’t help but think

between his well-defined, jet-black eyebrows. He was frowning, as if he was full

the next second he would just swoop

hands, I forgot how to breathe. The only sound I could hear was a rumbling caused by my blood rushing to my

eyes, I saw his right arm moved. Almost instinctively, my body tensed and I half-flinched—I was expecting a slap to land on my face, as that was what my father would have done—but I stopped myself, because I still remembered his order to not

wouldn’t disobey him. I just barely

slap

tickled my cheeks, and I smelt

blue orbs scanned over my own, as if

like an angry sea, ready to devour lives at any time. But now, when he looked at me closely, the waves

realize what a clear and beautiful pair of eyes he

lost in his gaze. All the fear and anxiety faded away—only the pure blue in his eyes was

in my backyard. I was seven at that time,

was all

my own reflection—a helpless girl, sitting on a hospital bed, wearing a white dress that was gifted

to cry, but

once again, I had to suppress the moan that wanted to escape from

was sure of something, he let go of my face, and took a step back before turning around

his musk left me and pulled me

“Alpha!”

him… Rosalie, I told myself, you have to

asked the question

pay back the money you gave my father?” I quickly

the hospital bed, willing to chase after him out the door

stopped and turned around, raising his

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