The Alpha's Ex Is Back With A Son
JERRY’S POV
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I’m crouched in the tunnel’s damp shadows, water dripping onto my neck, the air thick with mold and blood. My hand clutches the bloodstone shard in my pocket, its pulse like a fist slamming my chest. The voices—run, fight, claim the blood—scream in my head, and my eyes glow red, the alpha curse clawing at me. I’m Jerry, sixteen and lost, my heart racing after Sasha’s comms cut off with a scream down here. Morgana, the Lykaon cult’s witch, is messing with us, her spell making the fake shard pulse, and I’m terrified for Sasha, for Mom, who’s awake now, changed by the bite. I need to find Sasha before Morgana’s traps get her.
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