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of the Royal Werewolf Court. I could feel the steely-eyed gaze of the court's high leadership piercing m

e selected as the mate for the alpha. It was Diana whom our royal family had offered to the courts as a substitute mate for the newly widowed Dean, the alpha leader of New Orleans' largest werewolf race. I had never actually laid m

an antelope and quickness of a cheetah. He was extremely handsome in either form and it is said that his beastly scent can make females want him instantly. I wa

showed pure indifference. Not once had he even looked my way. Had he bothered, he would have seen a beautiful, young she-werewolf with stunning green eyes, naturally f

a worthy young maiden werewolf of noble blood. She is here in place of her sister, who as you know, is now a fugitive, a runaway, from the authority of the most honored Royal Court. Our r

ough to "keep me in line." I knew my reaction was not considered appropriate behavior. But Alejandro claiming tha

would bring him power, prestige, and wealth. That is all. While of noble blood, Alejandro had never quite made a place for himself among the uppermost echelon of our race. I had heard bits and pieces o

to auction, all eyes upon me, seemingly in expectation. But the expectation of what? Was I expected to look humble? Grateful?

e untimely death of our parents. But far from providing a loving home to two young children who felt lost and overcome with grief, Alejandro offered nothing but cold indifference. It was a stark contrast to the loving home we

oid that he could never satisfy. He spent nearly every waking hour in greedy pursuit of money and power, and I had long ago lost count of his many schemes and activities to accumu

ip, Alejandro tightened his clutch on my arm once again, as though he was worried if he loosened his ho

le, and certainly not Dean nor his father. I had so many emotions churning within, for a moment I thought I may be sick or pass o