The weakness of the Russian alpha He didn’t want to find her.He didn’t want to feel her.And even less… suffer because of her.She only longed to be normal.To live in peace, far from the weight of her lineage.To ignore the curse disguised as protection that had poisoned her blood since before she was born.She was willing to fake emotions, to hide, to run…if it meant having even the slightest chance at freedom.But the Svyázka doesn’t understand wishes.It doesn’t distinguish between love and damnation.It doesn’t ask for permission. It gives no warning.It simply awakens…and tears you apart from within.And once it does, there’s no turning back.Not without pain.Not without loss.Not without paying a price no one deserves to pay.The Svyázka is not a bond.It’s a sentence.An invisible mark that binds… only to destroy.And he knew it all too well,even before it all began.