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Three silver bullets. They should have killed him instantly. Yet he still breathes because she saved him—the exiled white-furred, silver-eyed she-wolf who silenced his wolf for the first time. ‘You.’ Dishonored. Banished at eighteen for ‘attacking humans.’ Today, she is a brilliant medical student who has just performed a surgery even legendary healers had failed to accomplish.He searched for her, presenting her as the Alpha heir of the Bloodfang Pack, offering her everything: Hall Enterprises, authority, a safe haven. But she tossed his business card into the trash. ‘I’m not interested in pack politics,’ she said, walking away as though he were nothing.No one walks away from him. No one.His security investigated her banishment. The records don’t add up: a rushed Council vote, tearful accusations from his sister, no concrete evidence. She was framed. For three years, she survived alone while they took everything from her. Now his pack is dying for lack of healers, and only she can save them.It’s her silver eyes. The way she saved him without hesitation. His wolf sensed something his human mind couldn’t yet grasp.‘She said that if you get shot again, find someone else,’ his survival instinct reminded him. And he gave a dark smile. ‘Then maybe I should get shot again.’