CHAPTER 107

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  Together   Darius's Pov   "Because it makes me weak. An Alpha is supposed to be strong and in control but I'm neither of those things. I'm just a broken wolf with a curse I can't fix and a mate I need to survive. What kind of Alpha does that make me?"   "The kind who admits when he needs help. That takes more strength than pretending everything is fine."   I laughed but it came out bitter. "You're too optimistic."   "And you're too hard on yourself."   "Am I? Because from where I'm sitting it looks like I'm exactly as pathetic as I think I am."   Soraya was quiet for a minute and I thought maybe I had finally pushed her away with all my self pity. But then she spoke and her voice was firm. "Do you want to know what I see when I look at you?"   "Not really."   "Too bad I'm tellin

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