The Alpha's Cursed Virgin Bride

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ething wrong

eil woods-and Lyra Thornveil felt it watching her as she stood at the

children scr

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who were sti

ho hadn't stopp

pering inside-seven pups, all under ten, curled in fevered heaps on cot

ev

" said a voic

ed and his eyes sunken. He hadn't slept. None of the

d quietly, even though

wered. "You're not

ike the word was

the cur

ne said it aloud anymore.

ter around her shoulders.

hree elders collapsed. Two wolves shifted without warning and

pped her

used unless wo

she asked. "A sp

clot. That the fevers don't break. The old one

rd sounded like

oes tha

ned from us. And someone-" His eyes found hers, sharp an

d. "You think

ained everything. "A child of broken fate. You were never meant to

sted. "I didn't

than even you understand. And wh

She wanted to scream. Or cry. Or shift an

none of th

happening to their pack. And because behind all the talk of c

ing an

hing

ike they knew it.

ore. Wolves made of shadow. Red moon

't place whispering, "

ists. "What do the

. "They've call

h stilled

lly. "A marriage bond. To

ded like a de

less King. The beast who ruled the dead forest pack

ed. "That'

for our sick. A cure. He has

price?" s

gaze. "You.

ll she heard wa

infirmary. The howling of wolves losing the

It felt like it belonged to something bigger. Something pulling her to

ed, "And if

away. "Then t