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“Xavier!”
Cici's shrill voice pierced the air as she rolled down the window of the white car they had just passed. Luna Dora sat beside her, her face unreadable, her posture composed and eerily still.
Alpha Xavier heard the voice—there was no question about that. But his expression remained terrifyingly cold, his features locked in a mask of icy indifference. He didn't flinch, didn't even glance in Cici's direction.
Beside him, Cecilia turned toward him, watching carefully.
“Cici's calling you,” she said, her voice measured, as if testing the waters. “Didn't you hear her?”
Alpha Xavier offered no reply. Not a word. Not even a blink.
In the car's side mirror, Cecilia caught sight of Cici's growing desperation.
he woman flung open her door and jumped out of t
