Burn in the Alpha Princess’s Wrath

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    I froze where I stood, breath locked in my chest, staring in disbelief at that ring. My lungs tightened, the air around me thick as stone. I couldn’t move–couldn’t think.

    That ring–my ring–the one I’d agonized over losing again and again… how could it be here, shing like some cruel joke in the light?

    Leslie looked up, her voice bored, with a sharp edge of irritation. “Alpha, we’re done talking.”

    I stepped forward without thinking, drawn like a moth to me, my lips trembling without permission.

    A crushing weight pressed down on my chest, dragging me downward into something cold and dark.

    I locked eyes with her. For a flicker of a second, I saw it–resistance. Confusion. But most of all, unmasked loathing.

    That look stabbed straight into me.

    I reached for the ring, fingers brushing the bronze sculpture’s cold edge. The chill bit into my skin like punishment.

    Leslie’s face darkened instantly. She shoved me without hesitation.

    I stumbled back, hand falling away from the ring.

    “Alpha,” she said, voice like ice cracking on a frozenke, sharp and loud. “I said we’re finished. Leave.”

    Her pheromones spiked–a silent warning: stay, and there’ll be consequences.

    But I couldn’t move.

    My wolf, Lance, howled inside me, frantic and wing for answers.

    I had to know.

    “Leslie,” I rasped, throat raw, voice low and rough, “Why is my ring here?”

    I thought it had been lost–long gone. Yet now… here it was.

    The joy of rediscovery barely had time to breathe before her cold gaze crushed it underfoot,

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    ridiculing my fantasy.

    Her lips curled slightly, her smirk calm and cruel. “Alpha, that ring? It’s mine. Not yours.”

    shed

    The ring that once represented our bond–what had I ever given her in return? Scars. Silence.

    She’d bought that ring herself. So had the pain been hers alone.

    Everything she’d once offered me in hope, I discarded like garbage.

    What right did I have now to stand here?

    I bit down hard, grief and regret crashing over me like a tide too vast to outrun.

    “I’m sorry…”

    The words barely escaped, soft as dust, heavy as iron.

    But how could that possibly be enough?

    Leslie’s coldugh cut through me. “Spare me, Alpha. You agreed to my terms. I saw the sincerity. That’s enough.”

    Her voice was cial. Final.

    Emotion churned in my chest–regret, shame, emptiness all blending into something unbearable. Her indifference was a needle, digging deeper with every second.

    I looked away, eyes falling back to the ring. That once–familiar shape now gleamed like a de

    in the sun.

    “How did it end up here?” I asked again, barely above a whisper.

    I needed to know.

    Why was the symbol of our broken bond now sitting in her office, disyed like an open

    wound?

    Leslie’s eyes flickered. She didn’t want to answer.

    bBut /bI wasn’t going anywhere without one.

    I stared at her. She stared right back–unyielding, steady.

    Finally, she spoke.

    “I thought you knew…” she said, voiceced with open mockery. “You should have known.”

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    She let the words linger, cruel and slow.

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    “Lyana returned it to me one morning. Said you’d been drinking the night before, stayed at her ce, and tossed it aside like it meant nothing. So… she gave it back. Personally.”

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