NOVA
For a wild moment, my brain freezes from the shock. I can't think or move. All I do is stare with the heartbreaking realization that I'm trapped. How on earth do I get out of this mess now? What male Alpha needs a heat suppressant?
"So that's your new strategy, huh? Acting mute?" Rhdar asks, c*****g an eyebrow.
I press my thighs tighter together, the pain in my gut rising. This is not good. My legs can barely hold me up anymore. I'm going to die. Okay, maybe I'm just being dramatic. But I've never had to suffer through my heat period without a freaking heat suppressant.
Rhydar releases a sigh, annoyance flashing in his eyes.
"You're just as stubborn as he is," he comments, and I grit my teeth. I can't trust him. There's still a very high chance that he's my brother's killer.
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