Escaping My Evil Fated Mate

ntention of being

ir camp, would not let her move more than the fe

ws over the camp, but the warmth did nothing

ried to alter

own blood, was h

ssed on her, refus

r side, stealing a

his eyes closed, but she knew bette

ng. "Tell me everything you know

could not sleep, it did not mean that o

eyes flick

nothing. Then, with a slo

hey decide who rises and who falls. They control the throne, the bloodlines

d my father?" She whispered,

's one of them." He growled,

t like a pun

s part of a secret cabal of manipulators and murd

d. "That can't be

or yourself? Do you really still think he's a good

ul doubt had already settled deep inside her, thanks

ould they accept their bond, mark each other, Castia

al? She mused, her mind

e a low growl. "Did your father

returning instant

rth replying, but it was deep night, or early morning, and he had

the last Alpha Ki

h. "Is that what they told you?" He

al sti

mean?" She

"The Alpha King was my f

eath caught i

heart sinking as she stared

ted to his ma

tremble. "They framed me. The Shadow Council wanted a puppet king

al fel

ould he do such a thing?

ories – that Castian wa

th...my father helped d

What's

ll this

n the midd

ng with the possibilities and

ll me...for what my father did to yours?" She a

exactly what a Barone would think –

erstand why I'm mixed up in this –" she whined as she tr

. And I wasn't there to kill him. How would I have done th

t about his wor

and she stared at the space between them, her mind

il had tried to

te with Darius, t

an is the r

eyes snapped to his,

ulse pounded

than I could ever imagine...if I am fated to the Alpha King..

nd she swallowed as

sp escape

n – that the only person she could trust was a man she

l shattered

instant, drawing his dagger. T

up as figures eme

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of the Moonblaze pa

mach tw

men had f

ep voice barked. "The A

's breat

pulse quickening as she

hunting us. He wan

ours ago would have made her hea

e grabbed her wrist and pu

iet," he

he trees, pressing against the rough bark. Unlike

anned out, tor

!" the same deep

mmander, Chrysta

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