ter 355 Breaking the Alpha
Kirby’s POV
Finished
My throat was raw, scraped as if by sandpaper, the taste of blood sharp at the back of it. I felt like I was losing my mind.
For her, I had thrown away my pride. I had actually dug that dark blue gift box out of the trash.
The stain on its surface burned into my eyes, my fingers trembling as I clutched it. Still, I stood at Leslie’s door, head bowed, a wolf with its spine broken.
Lance growled in my mind. “Kirby, you’re insane! You’ve ruined yourself for her. Is she worth this?<b>” </b>
I ignored him. Only one thought mattered–if I had walked away earlier, Leslie might never have let me near her again.
She stayed silent for several seconds, unmoving.
I remained frozen in ce, my mint pheromones pressing the air until it felt suffocating.
Atst, she gave a faintugh, plucked the box from my hand, and set the golden
chrysanthemum on the table. The box itself she tossed aside. Her gaze cut to me, voice sharp as ice. “You can leave now.”
The words hit like a de. I looked into her eyes, stepped forward, and forced the word out. “Sorry.”
It came out like a plea.
I had lost control. The regret gnawed at me until I wanted to smash my head against a wall.
She wasn’t marked yet. Even if she were, I would tear her back from anyone else’s grasp.
All the arrogance I showed others crumbled in front of her, leaving nothing but tangled desperation.
Leslie narrowed her eyes, raising a brow. “Anything else you want to say?”
My jaw clenched. My eyes still burned red. “Change the terms. Let’s make a new pact.”
I didn’t want to hide it anymore. My only goal was clear–to bind myself to her again, to stand openly at her side.
Lance, for once, agreed. “Yes. That’s it. Reforge the bond with her!”
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I fixed my eyes on Leslie, waiting for her answer.
She gave a softugh, her gaze as light as wind. “You really think that’s possible?”
A tremor ran through my fingers. Cold water sshed over my hope.
Possible?
My throat tightened, but I forced the words out. “Maybe not now…
She gave a sharp little scoff. “Good. Then you know.”
My teeth ground together. “But someday, it will be.”
She nced at me once more. The chill in her eyes froze me to the marrow.
Possible or not–it wasn’t my choice to make.
Still, it was the first time I had been brought this low, begging, because of her.
She turned, stepping inside. The door mmed shut with a bang.
But I was quicker, thrusting my hand into the gap before it could close.
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Pain jolted through my arm, a bruise blooming dark, but I pulled back just enough, voice rough and trembling. “Leslie… my back hurts…”
The words came out cracked, carrying the tremor of a plea.
I had learned the hard way–when I pressed too hard, she only grew harsher. But when I set aside an Alpha’s pride and showed weakness, Leslie’s sympathy surfaced.
The wound in my back from the silver bullet had healed long ago, but the scar remained, round and stark.
Erasing it would have been simple. But I had chosen to keep it, for her eyes alone.
If she asked, I would bare it to her right now.
Lance muttered. “ying the wounded dog now? Kirby, this is pathetic… Don’t let the Crimson Moon Pack see you like this.”
I ignored him, my gaze fixed only on her.
She leaned against the doorframe, her eyes shifting, something pricked inside them.
I knew I had struck her weak point.
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Her pine–scented pheromones stirred,ced with hesitation.
She nced at me, then reached for her phone. “I’ll call Mch toe get you.”
I cut her off quickly. “Mch’s on vacation. Out traveling.”
It wasn’t a lie.
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She paused, lowered the phone, and set it aside. After a moment, she stepped back, pulling the door open wider. “Come in, then.”
Finally–my chance.
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