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    I stared at him, my breath catching in my throat. ''Mate?'' Of course, he was right. He was still my mate. How could I forget such a cruel twist of fate? My ill-fated life never ceased to amaze me.


    With a sigh, I lifted my hand and gave him a light push to create some distance between us.


    "And my soon-to-be ex-mate," I muttered under my breath.


    His eyebrows shot up, surprise shing across his face. It seemed I''d been catching him off guard a lottely. Darkness crept into his eyes, spreading like ink until they werepletely consumed, giving him that same fierce, intimidating look he always wore when he was angry.


    I turned my gaze away from him and focused on the road ahead. The car was moving through unfamiliar territory, and I realized with a sinking feeling that I had no idea where we were. I''d never been to Duskrun River before-not even when I lived in this pack. My adoptive parents had made sure of that. They were abusive, controlling, and had kept me locked up in their house like a prisoner.


    "Never dare to think that again," Kane murmured darkly beside me.


    His low voice made me turn to him, my attention snapping back to the powerful man seated next to me. His cold eyes were fixed on the back of the driver''s seat, as if his re alone could burn a hole through it.


    I frowned. Was he talking to me? Or had the driver done something I hadn''t noticed? Kane''s tone was too ambiguous for me to tell.


    "I know how you feel about me," I said cautiously, studying him.


    His body stilled, and for a moment, it was as if my words had frozen him in ce. Slowly, he turned his head toward me, confusion flickering across his otherwise stoic face. His eyes silently questioned me, asking how much I truly knew.


    "I know you hate me," I continued, my voice calm but firm. "And believe me, Kane, our feelings are


    mutual."


    His brows furrowed, and his jaw clenched at my words. It was clear he didn''t like hearing me say that.


    I couldn''t help scoffing internally. ''This man is so arrogant,'' I thought bitterly. ''After everything he''s done to me, he still expects me to let him monopolize the hate between us? Only he gets to hate me, and I''m supposed to do nothing? Does he think everything in this world bends to his will? He must be dreaming.''


    Kane turned his gaze away from me, his expression hard as stone. "Don''t overthink it," he said curtly. "That''s not what I meant when I said I needed to talk."


    I rolled my eyes, tired of this endless game. "Then talk already!" I snapped, my frustration boiling over. "I''m waiting, Alpha. What exactly are you holding back for?"


    He nodded slightly and locked his gaze with mine. His piercing eyes dug into me, making me feel as though he could see straight into my soul.


    "You seem to enjoy your job quite a bit," he said suddenly.


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    "Yes," I replied cautiously. "I do enjoy it. Why?"


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    "I saw that today," he muttered, his tone dripping with disapproval as he gave me


    a look that made my


    skin crawl.


    I couldn''t even begin to understand what his problem was. Where had thate from? Did he really drag me all the way out here just to criticize my job?


    I clenched my fists, biting my tongue to stop myself from snapping at him. ''What does this man want from me now?'' I thought angrily. ''Does he want me to lose this job, too? He and his cursed presence won''t ever let me be happy.''


    The car fell into an ufortable silence. I kept my eyes on the road ahead, refusing to look at him, and Kane didn''t say another word.


    After about half an hour, the car finally came to a stop. I nced around and realized we were parked on arge, empty bridge that stretched across the river. The area waspletely deserted.


    Turning back to Kane, I asked, "We''re here now, Alpha. So tell me what exactly did you want to talk about?"


    He didn''t answer right away. Instead, he stared at me, his expression conflicted. For the first time in my life, I saw uncertainty in him. Kane Thorne, the man who was always so sure of himself, looked...


    lost.


    When he finally spoke, his words hit me like a lightning bolt.


    "Selene," he said, his voice quiet but steady, "I found out the truth. You weren''t the one who drugged me that night."