Fiona’s POV“Father, please,” I tried to beg again. “You can’t seriously expect me to marry Rex. I don’t want this anymore. He’s not—” My voice faltered as I tried to find the words to explain how Rex wasn’t the man they all thought he was. But how could I? I couldn’t tell them the truth, not without sounding insane.My father, Alpha Ambrose, let out a long sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Fiona, we’ve been over this,” he said, his tone exasperated. “You need to work out whatever problems you have with Rex. This is a done deal. The packs are merged. We can’t back out now.”“But I don’t want to marry him!” I insisted, my voice rising. “Father. Please, just listen to me.”“Listen to you?” My father’s voice hardened. “Fiona, you begged me for days—days—to agree to this marriage. Do you remember that? You came to me, crying, telling me how much you loved Rex, how this was the right decision for you and for the pack. And now, suddenly, you’ve changed your mind?”I flinched, guilt gn
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