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Bound to a Cruel Alpha

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"You," he said, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine. "What's your name?" Before she could answer, another pain shot through her head, worse than the one at the river. The tray fell from her hands, drinks splashing everywhere. She was in the forest again. Running. Chasing. No—being chased. Blood. Pain. A baby crying. Golden eyes turning away from her. Betrayal. So much betrayal it choked her. Elara gasped back to reality just in time to feel strong arms catching her before she hit the ground. Alpha Kael was holding her, his face a mix of surprise and something else... recognition? "I know you," he whispered, so only she could hear. "I've seen you before." Around them, wolves were talking in shock. An Alpha never touched an omega this way. "How do you know about my dreams?" Elara asked, her voice barely audible. Kael's eyes widened. Then his face changed, toughened. He set her back on her feet roughly and stepped away. "Take her to my cabin," he told the nearest guards. "Now." Elara always thought she was special—until the Alpha who claimed her abandoned her for a more powerful union. Pregnant and betrayed, she fled with her pride and her child, far from the Alpha who once wanted her, only to find herself bound to another, Riven, who has always known she was his. As Kael searches desperately for her, seeking redemption, Elara must face the hard truth: Can she forgive a man who shattered her heart, or is her soul bound to a new mate whose love never wavered?
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