Unwanted By The Alpha, Honored By The Queen

ed letter of treason

exiled me into the frozen mountains without

ly summoned me b

e truth was sickening. My father's lungs were failing, and

lanted the fake letters-was parading around in sto

od by and watched me get dragged away

e my broken mate bond to demand a massive fifty thousand gold coin

age, and now they wanted to

, pathetic Omega who would cry and

d had awakened the ancie

ut my High Healer badge, and slammed th

gold, and I have n

oing to tear their

pte

ra

mense black horses whose breath plumed in the damp air. Emblazoned on the carriage door was the tarnishing silver crest of the Silvermoon Pack-a crescent moon entwined with vines. A silent assembly of warriors

arved new lines

l's voice was a deep toll of s

his expensive velvet coat. "I do not use that name anymore," I heard my own voic

Kael's jaw, a small

ped and formal. "His lungs are failing. The Ro

as he signed the parchment that banished me-on the pretense of letters from rogue wolves discovered beneath my

ardon for all exiles," Kael added int

le of his velvet coat to the drab

ols," I said.

at my scuffed leather case. He made a sharp

k dress for her. A dark color, suitable for a noblewoman. W

e Sanctuary was watching. He met my gaze and tapped a withered hand over his heart-a silent command. Do not hide the wolf inside you a

ugh dark, ancient forests. On the third day, we stopped at a roadside

th, and I ignored his gaze. Then, a familiar pressure brushed against the edges of my c

to the privacy of my mind. Are

of my consciousness before, like shutting a r

plate. He stared at me, his shock palpable; a Beta's mental

hanged," Ka

mountains will change

throat and took

rds measured, "that the Crescent Pa

or me. Ten years ago, he had believed the lies. He had stood before the entire pack and watched as they drove

ng my face for a reaction. "His chosen mate is from a p

he bleak landscape beyond. The White Wolf inside me was n

onsequence to me," I

from his shoulders

your half-sister, Serena, is

oul taste in my memory-the glint of my mother's stolen jewelry on her throat, the faint, c

a Cedric," Kael continued, "Lucien's younger

he small room grew thick and heavy, pressing down on my shoulders

were brought back to heal Father, and to ensure Serena's ceremony

ressure. I allowed him th

o practice medici

n deep in my spine, something that had been dormant for a decade stretching its limbs between my vertebrae, pumping scalding