My Contractual Luna: Curing The Alpha's Decay

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every ounce of

lightning through my nervous system. Around the raised obsidian dais, hundreds of gathered Pack aristocrats, military c

outhern territory and the man my father had bound me to in a corporate and political betrothal. The ai

urling his upper lip to bare yellowed canines. "You couldn't eve

y stirred. The phantom chains of my inner she-wolf shattered into ash. Tear his throat

past life: the roar of crimson flames, the suffocating stench of burning dried aconite and sage, and Kirt standing with his arm cl

hile the flames consumed our estate. 'Your ancestral formulas, yo

been the las

il

to the underworld. She had hurled my soul back into my nineteen-year-ol

rozen wrath. I dug my fingernails into my palms until the skin split, usin

To them, I was merely the orphaned heiress of a fallen pharmaceutical clan-an Omega with diluted bloodline va

eyes drif

against towering floor-to-ceiling glass that looked out over the gl

overeign of t

illion-dollar military-industrial conglomerate that armed it. Alcide sat with his elbows braced on

ed across the ca

nes. My inner wolf, who had whimpered in fear throughout my previous life, snapped her head

h. His broad shoulders squared against the dark fabric of his tailored comb

t the shoc

s, Kiera! A

to my side, her eyes welling with expertly summoned tears as she

graze my skin, the breeze carried her scent to my flared nostrils-underneath the heavy mask

lder, letting her

id beast. "Cease this insolence, Kiera," he growled, the vibration thrumming in his chest. "Stand

his face. They dropped

My mother's dying warding relic and our family's biological key. In my first life, I had spent weeks weeping over

or-sharp calm set

red me. "I am counting to three. If you do not bare your wrist for the

Kirt's sleeve, playing the gentle mediator. "The entire

flat against the cold stone.

was gone. When I lifted my chin and locked my eyes onto Kirt, there was no

tincts recoiling from something ancient and lethal i

an old wolf murmured, "The g

t look at Kirt again. I turned my eyes fully onto Janice, an