ted meat. Hundreds of Silver Ridge pack members sat at long wooden tables, drinking dark ale and s
ice of the stone stairs, h
focating bond anchoring her to the man beside her. Marcus stood right next to her, his massive frame radiating dominance. His crus
p your head high. You are not a victim toni
, her jaw clenched so tightly it ached
udgmental stares of the pack piercing through her. She caught the bewildered whis
e low-rankin
e is D
cent... she smells entir
searching for Devon. She found him sitting
aze filled with heartbreak and fury. Elena wanted to break formation and run to him, to b
wolf let out a traitorous sigh of relief, betraying her conscious mind completely. Elena
lace in the intricately carved wooden chair beside his throne. Once she sa
hough the underlying tension in the room remained thick. "But the Moon Goddess has also blessed us with an unexpected cha
ze dark and possessive, before raisi
enly the reigning Alpha's fated mate. But no one in the territory possessed the courage to defy Marcus Vance. Slowl
tirely frozen, staring
beside her. He sliced a piece of meat from his own plate and placed it gently on
r starve," Elen
ted, a dark smirk touched his lips. "You have far more fire in you than I anticipated,
oking at the throne. He was leaning over, whispering intently into the ear of Thomas, the pack be
heart hammering against her ri
manders who had just arrived post-haste from the border. Seizing the distraction, Elena s
er voice completely level to mask her panic. "Unless
of a lie. She forced her terror down into the darkest corners of her mind. Finally, he gave
a heavy curtain into the quiet, dimly lit stone corridors of the p
y to slip a message to Devon, when a strong hand suddenly grip
nd flying to her mout
Devon's voice whi
se, and his hand was gripp
or a second before pulling back. "What are you doing? Your fa
tting you out of here. Thomas is helping me turn the guards. We have a truck wait
eight on her left shoulder. "Devon, we can't run. Your father said If he dies, I die
ely into the metal. "This is an elder's blade. It's dipped in wolfsbane and bound by ancient blood magic. It doesn't just kill an Alph
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