Claimed By The Ruthless Alpha
They saw the worry carved into my face, and that was enough.
"But no one will ever be like Adolfa," I said, my voice quieter now, my thoughts heavier. I paced slowly toward the Sinhtaee Tree that shimmered under the bright, golden sky. Its bark was silver, and its leaves shimmered like crystal rain. This was a sacred tree, known to restore strength and clarity to anyone who touched it with true purpose.
I plucked one of its glowing leaves and placed it on my tongue. Instantly, warmth rushed through my body, pushing back the cold pressure that had been building inside me. My limbs felt lighter. My thoughts sharper. But the fear, the fear still clung to my chest.
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