Flood

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Noah’s POV "You’re going to wear a hole in the floor," Benjamin muttered from across the cell, glancing up from where he sat, leaning back against the iron bars. “Not that it would do us any good, mind you.” “Leave him,” Alexander said, with a sleeping Alexandra on his lap. “He needs to come to his own realization.” Noah ignored them, his gaze once again flicking toward her. Riley. His mate. The one he should have protected. The one who should have been his. But instead, she’d let herself be taken by Julian. The thought alone twisted Noah’s gut, fury brewing in his chest like a storm. He knew what Julian had done, what he’d made her do. She had begged Noah not to turn his back on her, not to reject her—for their bond. But all he could see was her betrayal. She wouldn’t even look at

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