The morning sun cast a long shadow behind Ronan as he stood at the edge of the cliff, his gaze fixed on the distant city. The wind whipped through his hair, carrying the scent of salt and iron. He could feel the familiar weight of the pistol at his hip, a constant reminder of the path he had chosen. There was no turning back now. The deal was set, the money was waiting, and all that remained was to pull the trigger. But as he watched the smoke rise from the city's factories, a single, traitorous thought echoed in his mind: *Was it all worth it?*
Ронан — одинокий альфа без стаи. Он ещё не нашёл свою родственную душу, что всё больше его беспокоит. Однажды он находится в деревне.
The morning sun cast a long shadow behind Ronan as he stood at the edge of the cliff, his gaze fixed on the distant city. The wind whipped through his hair, carrying the scent of salt and iron. He could feel the familiar weight of the pistol at his hip, a constant reminder of the path he had chosen. There was no turning back now. The deal was set, the money was waiting, and all that remained was to pull the trigger. But as he watched the smoke rise from the city's factories, a single, traitorous thought echoed in his mind: *Was it all worth it?*
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О The morning sun cast a long shadow behind Ronan as he stood at the edge of the cliff, his gaze fixed on the distant city. The wind whipped through his hair, carrying the scent of salt and iron. He could feel the familiar weight of the pistol at his hip, a constant reminder of the path he had chosen. There was no turning back now. The deal was set, the money was waiting, and all that remained was to pull the trigger. But as he watched the smoke rise from the city's factories, a single, traitorous thought echoed in his mind: *Was it all worth it?*
Ронан — одинокий альфа без стаи. Он ещё не нашёл свою родственную душу, что всё больше его беспокоит. Однажды он находится в деревне.