Unwanted By The Alpha, Destined For The Wraith

sand

d with the Stone Pack's wolf totems, and the ancient moon-phase tapestries on the wall

hered. Angelo's mundane musk and sweat reeked of nervous arrogance, but it was th

he human judge's daughter standin

ed, his chest puffed out as if he were delivering a heroic speech rather than shattering our mate-bond. "I am ta

ooked at me with wide, feigned innocence. "You don't have to leave, Andra. Angelo told me

or, Angelo's siblings-Kandi, Geno, and Boone-exchanged amused

re wolf and tear this human intruder's throat out. But deep within my veins, the dormant, ancient blood of the

, letting her see the absolute void in my eyes. "In the werewolf world, an Alpha's mate is

d, shrinking

But an Alpha's command only works on wolves. To me, it was just hot air. "You are a wolfless waste! The on

nforced walls that protect your borders. My Silvermoon inheritance pays for Kandi's

anished from his siblings' faces, inst

you swore to my dying mother, Sofia Vance, under the Moon Goddess's gaze. You swore to protect her Whi

pride refused to yield. "An oath to a dead woman means nothing aga

t the name of an aging King was

sing is built on the lies you fed him, Angelo. You painted yourself as a powe

I could see the slight tremor in his pupils. I low

the *truth* about your little empire. What would happen if I by

amien Blackwood.* The Lycan. The apex predator who

so fast he looked like a corpse. Pure, primal terror-the kind of fear that only a

e instinctively took a step backward, as if the Ly

me, his chest heaving, realizing too late that the wolfless gi