After I Amazed the World the Cold Alpha Regretted

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Leo's POV:

I was restless. My attempts to reach Elizabeth had been futile.

She had moved out of her old apartment and refused to answer my calls.

It wasn't about love or caring, but about duty.

She was supposed to be at my side, fulfilling her role as Luna at this prestigious event.

Dalia, my sister, looked at me with pity.

"If Elizabeth won't forgive you, you might be alone forever."

I had once been ashamed to have Elizabeth as my Luna, especially among werewolves who

scrutinized her lack of a wolf.

I had preferred Aria, but now I miss Elizabeth terribly.

Aria clung to my arm, her presence a constant reminder of what I had lost.

When I pushed her away, her surprise was evident.

The Alpha of the Oceanheart Tribe Nicholas, who had been in the middle of a serious discussion with me, was visibly upset.

"Well Mr Leo, you know a lot of your actions might have some serious consequences" he said bitterly.

"Consequences, like? I questioned back

"I have heard you are quite at peace with the border situation these days. Never think that it's always going to be the same. There can be a lot of tension on the border "

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This disgusted me beyond the core "so you will disrupt the peace? I got furious

To which he replied "if it is needed" He pointed with his eyes towards Aria.

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headed to the

on a bench, moving rhythmically as

piano.

see Elizabeth, looking every bit like

left me

was almost a whisper. She looked up, her eyes wary

her voice steady but

here," I said. "What

She said, her voice was calm

learn she was performing at such a high

assumed she had to go through extra work and deal with a lot of trouble just

some extra money.

I knew becoming my Luna

become my Luna again, you'll save

wake up early every day, prepare your breakfast, handle pack matters, and manage

Elizabeth

up, indicating we would continue this

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soft lights, its polished surface reflecting

thick with anticipation, every rustle of fabric, every whispered word lost

on me, pressing down like a tangible

was my moment-a moment I had

descended, the first notes rang out, delicate and clear,

through my veins, guiding my

longer aware of the hundreds of faces staring at me, nor the grandeur

the music, with the spirit of the composition that had long been

and my escape.

caught a glimpse of Aria in the crowd, her face twisted in a mixture

chair scraping against the floor, the noise jarring

be here?" she blurted out, her

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