ey's
an old wolf, her silver hair braided with authority, her eyes missin
uickly replaced by the desperate gamble of a man with nothing left to lose. With a loud cry, he threw h
ed in her eyes as she rushed to his side,
with manufactured emotion. "I beg you, grant me jus
s fated mate-it was unthinkable. Keaton's body went rigid beside me; murderous rage rolled off him, so
to keep her, but her heart is mine! We met tonight hoping
iarch. Hailey... she has been so unhappy. She and Mr. Holma
y into a tragic romance, painting Keaton as a tyrant and me as his unwilli
moved from them to me. She remained s
. Instead, a slow smile of dawning realization spread across my face-a look of wonder
as clear and filled with a soft, gentle warmth. "Venerable
nger but with something like apology and heartfelt blessing. "I misunderstood
k, faces blank
oud enough for every guest to hear. "It's so clear to me now!
You could have
ere willing to use me as a distraction, to draw the Alpha's attention, even to bring the Matriarch here-all so tha
e, but it was all a test, wasn't it? A test of the Alpha's reaction, of the Matriarch's heart. T
s, so quick to conspire, were completely unable t
challenge an Alpha for his mate. But to stage a public drama to win the hand of the ma
expression now solemn and earnest. "Matriarch, their love is as strong as
ally request your intervention! I implore you to grant them your grace-to recognize and bless the unio
y melted into fierce, unrestrained pride-my girl, his eyes seemed to say, my brill
no longer pale. They were the
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