Fated By Blood And Moonlight

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ck – One Week Bef

oden cabins of Crimson Hollow. Her bare feet were numb, pressed into the hard, frozen e

arms trembling. Not from the cold, but from the sharp, fresh

low enough to L

her anymore. It was

down screams until they curdled inside her. She had no family, no friends. Just the silver cre

. The pack had taken her in only because the former Alpha had a rare moment of compassion. But compassion

lieved it w

-an omen that had brought bad luck and barren seasons. Others just saw h

ed someone to hurt

barked behind he

e Beta's son-bulky

lowly, head

out it. She says if the Lycan King sees dirt on the ta

eart

ycan

he first time in decades. Kael Thorne. A monster wrapped in skin. A ruler so

spat, shoving her

before her knees hit the ground. The faint s

gnored the stares, the whispers, the way the pups watched her like she wasn't even

meat and herbs made her stomach twist. She hadn't eaten all day. They ha

ring pots, her back ached, and her eyes blur

Hooves. Boots. The grou

had a

King and h

e air s

th. Trays were dropped. Orders were barked. No

e open pantry door, tr

ed out-j

saw

Tho

shoulders, a dark cloak sweeping behind him. He moved with terrif

back and eyes like frozen steel. His warriors flanked him, but n

moment, those eyes fl

eath c

strils

one, already turning down the hall,

ack, heart

ad tha

he hadn't

ely

ual sleeping place. A mat on the ground. No b

iling, her hands tuc

was the f

Luna Cressa wh

. One little dose of wolfsbane in her tea, and

't suppose

she

ing to die

ne would

would

muffle the sound as her body shook-n

n't wan

ing every day for

e moon reall

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