ALPHA'S HIDDEN MATE

ithout permission, especially near the borders where wolves from rival packs occasionally tested the limits of their terri

trolling. He

father's lectures about duty and bloodlines. From t

ow the scent of a girl like Elara had torn through him lik

lenched

And he knew just

ushed open the heavy door of the Blackwood Archives. Dust motes danced in the

alliances. If Elara was truly from a vanished bloodline, there

with the

arly a decade ago. Rumors had swirled. Some said they were slaughtered by a rogu

's gut sai

s pa

dust. Then, finally, he saw it,a family crest, drawn in silver ink. Tw

ge Elara had whispe

ered as he read

One heir. Elara Vanora, born under

ggered bac

was

rvant girl. Not a st

the Elar

s. The girl bel

was hi

linens with numb fingers. The vision from the day before hadn't returne

ike mist. Something impo

he sharp footsteps u

you?came Seraphina's voice

oked up,

sants. She wore a velvet riding cloak despite the heat and held

he said, stepping closer.Especially

her damp hands against her s

dn't miss the fl

ause he looked at

like Lucien don't marry stray dogs. The

a's hair behind her ear. "I suggest you stay

clicking against the st

e, throat tight,

time, she s

e passed a mirror, s

e gardens this time, where the roses climbe

k at first. Ju

ms with a gentleness that made his chest ache. She

who y

fr

is Elara Vanora. Heiress to a once-powerful house.

move, did

records. The crescent moon, th

Her lips parted, but no sound ca

out, gently tou

has a sealed letter addressed to you

d. It wa

ing sharp and wet f

s locked behind my father's autho

nodded

e, she lifted her ha

e traced the shape of a c

throat

ed to say any

s reme

alcony of his chambers, staring out at

ind s

forest beyond

t from a Bla

foreign, and f

s eyes

se Elara's name from his

red the truth, the real