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Isabelle’s POV"Move faster, you stupid car," I screamed, slamming my hand hard against the steering wheel.I had managed to get into my car after storming off and now I was driving to goddess knew where. The windshield wipers were clicking furiously, but they could not keep up with the sheet of water blinding me.My hands shook so hard on the wheel that the car kept drifting toward the muddy shoulder of the forest road.I was officially inside the ancient Blackwood pack territory, surrounded by miles of dark, suffocating pine trees.Every single breath felt like inhaling shattered glass because the image of Conall on that couch kept flashing in my mind.He did not care. He actually looked at me like I was an annoying bug he wanted to squash under his expensive shoe."We are going to be okay," I whimpered, pressing my right hand flat against my stomach. "I will protect you guys, I swear."The triplets were the only reason my heart was still beating right now.I had to get out of New E

Conall’s POV"Your coffee is getting cold, Alpha," my beta, Logan, muttered, sliding a fresh stack of financial documents onto the edge of my desk.I did not look up from the dark window, my fingers tightly gripping the glass of whiskey that had replaced my actual breakfast weeks ago."Leave it, Logan," I said, my voice sounding incredibly rough and completely drained of life.For five miserable years, my entire existence had felt like walking through a massive pile of cold gray ash.On paper, the Blackwood Pack was completely thriving, our corporate stock prices hitting record highs every single quarter.But inside my chest, everything was dead. My inner wolf spent every single night pacing back and forth in my mind, howling for a ghost we couldn't bring back.The memory of Isabelle’s pale face on the day I tossed those divorce papers at her was permanently burned into my eyelids.I thought she was weak. I thought she was just an annoying political liability that I needed to scrub aw