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Jackson Isla didn’t say anything for a minute straight. Her eyes went wide, and her mouth hung open. She looked like she was about to say something, but then her brows would crease, and her mouth would close and open again. Usually, telling someone their mate was an Alpha would be something they would have been thrilled about, but I had the feeling that Isla wasn’t the type of person who cared about rank. I couldn’t fully read her emotions, but her face seemed to flash between shock, confusion, worry, and was that panic? “Isla, baby, please say something.” “I-uh-um-Alpha?” Was all she managed. “I promise that you won’t have to take over any responsibility until you’re ready if that’s even what you want.” I never thought of the possibility that she might not want to take over those res