ARRDE
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I didn’t sleep a wink.
The sheets twisted around my legs like shackles, trapping me in a loop of doubt and unease. The silence of the night felt too still, too calculated—like the calm before something terrible.
My mind kept circling back to the one word Alex had let slip.
"War."
It echoed louder than it should have. I wanted to believe I misheard him. The Alex I knew—my Alex—was many things. Brilliant. Frustrating. Soft. But never reckless. Never the kind of man to declare war, especially not on Alpha Sinclair, his own father.
But the look in his eyes last night… it wasn't the boy I grew up with. It wasn’t even the man I’d fallen in love with.
It was something else. Something colder.
I’d begged him to tell me what was in that box. Pleaded, demanded, even tried to guilt hi
