Alpha Alvar's Runaway Bride

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ain. The closer I drew to Greenvale,

wolf, Blade, had been urging me to head north, insisting ther

h great renown, its glory days were long gone. Alpha Steve, the current leader,

orth coveting. So what wa

Carl, my Beta. He wanted to borrow money or sell us slaves.

that they had a daughter who likely inherited healing powers. Our army was in de

uch talent to remain in

r my generosity. A gift? I sneered at the idea. I couldn't

a constant, irritating buzz in my head. I decided to head no

rs had captured a young female werewolf near the border. She was covered in blood and wrapped in a p

le fug

ustomary," Carl said. "She won't be able to see

ell Steve we'll knock 20% off the

ve, Blade went wild,

in my mind, but he

was something about this situation that felt to

onger the scent of blood and dirt became. Carl had mentioned she was covered in bruises an

n't be overlooked. It was the delicate fragrance of snowdrops blooming in

ess, his excitement palpable. My own heart pounded

as hap

of the vehicle. Through the window, I saw a slender, bony girl sitting there. Her short silver hair was matted with blood and dirt. Her clot

r, my vision sharpened, my blood surged. Blade lade j

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