My Alpha Traded Me for Her, I Took His Empire

A P

ox sat on the corner of his

of the Bradshaw Pack, was a creature of habit and monumental s

ger. Just a cold, clear sense of purpose

ted the manor as her personal kingdom and Kaden as her crown princ

es across the pristine white walls of the main hallway

please, the A

voice dripping with condescension. "He's expressi

, her face flushed

he exchange. I saw the vibrant, ugly streaks of paint

d him. I didn

entle smile that di

hat's a very beautiful picture, Kaden. But the wall is so smal

at me with wide, wary eyes.

a heavy, reinforced door. "I know a secret place," I whispered conspirat

ty was piqu

ion room. It's full of shiny, sparkly thi

ion. Anything that was "Uncle Donavon's" held

I was the defeated Luna, trying to curry favor with the prince. Her arrogance got the better of her; she saw my actions not as a t

wer. "Only your uncle has the key. However..." I paused for dramati

imaginary dust from my dre

not looking back. I didn't

aced decorative mirror-my secret vantage point, and my alibi. I watched as Kaden abando

ent cover, set low on the w

nutes late last night carefully prying the

with little effort and, after a moment's hes

acy. A wolf statue, carved from a single, flawless piece of moonstone. It was passed do

ver to be damaged. To harm it was to show the highest disrespect to their ances

the Elders' approval, for

k like when her son shattered that

ait

ute. Fi

t. A sharp, cr

then the rising wail of a child who know

, my expression settling back i

was about

ed to time my arrival perfectly, to appear as nothing

calling his name. Kaden's sob

as to wait for the