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this life, Alphonso - but I'l

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he most decorated trauma surgeon of my generation. I spent the next thirty years on the worst battlefields that world had to offer - half medic, half soldier, a chip wired into my own skull s

ven days ago again. I was young. I w

middle of the ceremony hall. Blood cove

Pack's delegation, sent here to witness the binding. Alphonso stood over me, hi

word, another voice

racker, pushed through the crowd.

close to my chest, close to the b

ace c

enough for the whole hall to hear. "That's Alph

Someone from the delegation cursing. A woman scr

He was staring at his

of, seven days and one lifetime ago. He had no idea I wasn't the girl who'd loved hi

erformance?" he said. The words ca

rite in front of the delegation." "Corbin

d, louder now. "Did you think this would make me pity y

ibs screamed. I looked a

e wrong pers

iage, and now that it's inconvenient, you don't remember any of it. I am Alphonso West, A

. Hard. His Alpha p

ers into the nerve point on hi

delegation drew

"Alpha. It's already moving through the bond. The whole p

tempt was gone from his face.

one from his voice. He let Chase pull him toward t

d at me on t

es who now thought I might be his blood relative, and an old man's nose that h

ry, and I still couldn't cat