The Lycan Regent's Wolfless Fated Mate

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l and Luna Camila ordered you to report to the fortress immediatel

ner wolf into ashes. Three years ago, at age sixteen, I took a poisoned silver blade meant for Queen Grandmother Eleanor Mejia. That near-fatal blow earned my father, Hartwell Burks, his noble Pack Alpha title over the southern

eighteen years after my death, my ghost lingered in the capital. Watching from the shadows, I finally saw the truth: my mother's belo

vermoon Kingdom's capital in a roaring blizzard. Deep in my veins, my dormant White Wolf

. My eyes were as cold as the snow pelting his coat. He flinched,

the unmistakable weight of high-born blood. "Go straig

slack. "Miss Jazlyn... the Alpha and Luna

I pushed the partition open a hand'

the reins, steering clear of the main noble avenues until we h

ked up to the armored royal guards, and held

d Arthur Hayes that Jazlyn

e windswept corridor in his dark-gold embroidered cloak. He had been there the day the assassi

id you return to the capital? Have your silver burns f

her's health. I just passed the city gates today and dared not return home before paying my re

ts, and the lack of a single maid behind me. His jaw tightened,

the inner sanctuary. Follow me!" Arthur turned and led me past heavy-a

mother and the true political pillar of the royal court. Hearing our

ing her to me!" Eleanor's voice shook

arm palm. A suppressed cough tore from my throat. The collar of my faded robe sh

y in the south to recuperate? How dare that old fool Hartwell let you travel in r

Mother are busy with fortress military affairs. My cousin Kalia has been unwell lately

e Burks pack recently spent fortunes on that cousin's wardrobe, even dealing with bla

s, the wolf totem embroidered on he

r snapped. She slid a strand of seventy-year-old glowing blue beads-her prized Moonstone

, pure lunar energy surged into my damage

ing me in person! Wear it back to your fortress. I want to see who in

r grace," I murmured, bowing my hea

wed as our royal banners passed through the howling blizzard. Soon, the ancient marble archway of the Burks fortress loomed ahead, where several servants huddled in