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Nels
e Wiley, a young Alpha lord of the Ironfang Pack, echoed through the grand ballroom. "I am willing to take Kelli Nels
phantom pain in my c
tearing through my heart. My hands were intact, the skin unblemished and warm under the brill
as
e Great Hall of the Silvermoon Kingdo
floor. He wore his tailored midnight-blue noble tunic, his broad sho
he court. Her eyes were rimmed with delicate red, a silk handkerchief pressed lightly to her quivering li
wolf, sat Alpha King Adrain Navarro, the sovereign of the Silvermoon Kingdom. Beside him,
e hall bow their heads. "You show remarkable grace. The Nelson Pack's warriors died valorously defending
rmurs rippled through
her feather fan. "Taking a Wolfless girl who can
acious to allow a second
's neck, my stomach turning wit
miliation of being a second-class mate, and handed over the Nelson ancestral lands and military seals-o
tender smile and reached out his hand, expecting me to pl
ugh for the court to hear. "Do not be afraid. I w
in inches of my skin, I took a del
froze i
emonte's amber eyes before he quic
, a faint warning ed
he front row. "She is so broken and useless she cannot even accept a blessin
ms, letting the sharp physical pain draw tears to my eyes. My breat
Demonte's outstretched arm, and dropped h
fell de
e, his brow furrowing slightly. "Do
When I rose, my vision was blurred with genuine tears, bu
cticed despair. "I am only a weak, Wolfless orphan. I could neve
tening. "Kelli, stop this nonsense. We spo
Sister Kelli, please do not feel burdened. I am more than happy to
as if burned by pure silve
yes. "How could I ever be so cruel as to tear apart two lovers who have
upted into a frenz
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