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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World, the

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myself and headed

on a bench, moving

piano.

was taken aback to see Elizabeth, looking every bit

left me

whisper. She looked up, her eyes wary

replied, her voice

expect to see you here," I said.

was calm but revealing her nerves. "I needed a

was surprised to learn she was performing at such

go through extra work and deal

some extra money.

be sympathetic as I knew becoming my Luna would be a good way for

you become my Luna again,

day, prepare your breakfast, handle pack matters,

Elizabeth with a

stood up, indicating we would continue this

P.

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surface reflecting the

every whispered word lost in the sea

like a tangible force, but I steeled myself, my fingers poised above the

was my moment-a moment I had spent a

notes rang out, delicate and clear, and the world

me, flowing through my veins,

no longer aware of the hundreds of faces staring at

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

and my escape.

in

her chair scraping against the floor, the

blurted out,

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