The Alpha's False Mate, The Omega's Silent War

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ep in my belly. I had to move. I had to act

rept out of the guest room and down the silent, echoing hall to his study. The roo

the Alpha to send his thoughts and commands across vast distances. It was protected by layers of magical security. The first layer was simple, a pattern of runes. The second,

ing my hair, that the only thing he held more sacred than his power was Seraphina. 'Her birthdate pro

on the box, corresponding to the sta

The second layer of th

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of communication, the official pack business, the border patrol reports... and

a's

Kaelan's most elite warriors filled my head,

ly drawn up in Kaelan's own mental script, titled 'Luna's Bedding Roster'. It

ght, his mental voice dripping with anticipation. "I won

e Alpha's tonics keep her docile. Just

but a strange, cold power was rising with it. A white-hot

flashed across the channe

It was me, from last night. My eyes were glazed over from the drug, my body

ng image, Seraphina

d litt

rt of my soul, a beast of white fur and glacial fury, roared to life. This power, this clarity, surged through me. With a focused thought, I began to c

d footsteps. I slammed the lid of the box shut a

y. He grabbed my arm, his fi

doing in her

I stammered, the pain in my abdomen in

led with disgust. "Pathetic.

out, trying to brea

ole pack will be there to welcome her back. And you will be there to sh

age. The short ride to the great hall was torture. Eve

ruin. As Kaelan pulled me through the crowd, I felt their eyes on me. The warriors from the chat group looked at me with leering, possessive smirks. Th

o hide. "I need to leave," I pl

spun me around to face him,

u will stand here and you will toast to Seraphina's health. And

into my hand, the force of his Alpha's Command crash