After I Amazed the World the Cold Alpha Regretted

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To my surprise, Rolin's voice had a smile in it, "Don't worry, she wasn't bullied. Just the opposite, she was brave enough to defend herself."

The call ended abruptly, leaving me feeling frustrated and helpless.

or the next week, my life was consumed by the search for Elizabeth.

My attempts to reach her were futile-my calls went unanswered, and my mind link was rejected repeatedly.

I even went to the piano shop, but I was told Elizabeth and Rolin had been out of town for

days.

The realization that our relationship might end over this was a bitter pill to swallow.

The thought that I might see her next at the Council of Wolves was almost unbearable.

On a special holiday, I decided to visit my mother, hoping some clarity might come from it.

My mother lived in a suburban villa, having severed ties with the werewolf world after my father rejected her.

My mother, Caroline, was not the last Luna but had been my father's mate before he chose a different path.

After my father's rejection, she had left the werewolf community, heartbroken and disillusioned.

Pregnant with me, she had come to the human world alone, seeking refuge and raising me in a world that was both foreign and isolating.

She had kept her distance from the pack, choosing to live a quiet life away from the complexities of our world.

Over the years, I visited her occasionally, when my duties allowed.

Her home was a serene villa, a stark contrast to the chaotic life I led.

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touchstone, a reminder of the life I

the familiar sight of its neat garden and tranquil

a rare moment ce

of

I heard a voice that made me freeze in

was unmistakably Elizabeth's.

I

interior was as calm and inviting as ever,

distressed-cut through the

the sound, a mixture of hope and anxiety swirling in my chest, as I made my way through the villa towards the source

Elizabeth's POV

comforting aroma of hot cocoa filled the room

a sip, savoring the familiar warmth that seemed to melt away the

when I was a child, a small but significant reminder of a time when life felt

I sipped the cocoa, memories of my

world as a young girl, escaping the abuse and hostility from

family. WA

nearly dead from dehydration and starvation

side of the road.

had been a beacon

in, provided me with food and comfort, and tended to my injuries with a motherly tenderness that I had desperately needed.

Amazed the World, the

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for me, a

cut short, and I was eventually taken

I made it

usual warmth,

to share the good news about the