Cast the Alpha away
From the back cover
My mate—Cassian, Alpha of the Celestial Night Pack—had excused himself yet again, leaving me alone in the too-bright hospital.
It wasn’t unexpected. His sudden departures had become routine, each one carving at me until I no longer bled.
I swallowed the medication handed to me by the pack healer, the bitterness settling on my tongue before I forced it down.
Out of habit, I scrolled through Twitter. A post caught my eye, Cassian’s name tagged in bright blue.
Just a small scratch, but he insisted on dragging me to the infirmary. He’s been with me ever since!
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