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Never before had I seen anything quite like it. When Kael at last placed me just inside the entrance of the massive castle, the sheer magnificence of the place made me totally forget how tired I was. With its gleaming polished marble floors under the light of huge crystal chandeliers, the entrance hall stretched further than the eyes could perceive. Tall silver columns stretched up to a vaulted ceiling covered with fine paintings of wolves running under a full moon. It seemed more like an old, magnificent castle than like a fortress. Standing in the middle of it, I suddenly got painfully aware of my own appearance. My dress was torn, thick mud stained the hem, and my hair was a tangled mess from sprinting through the forest. I appeared quite odd, a tattered ghost amid a house of kings."Come," Kael whispered gently. I raced to maintain his extended stride. The Lycan troops flanking the corridor dropped their heads in profound, practic

The Shadow Beast charged. Its roar ripped through the still night, making the forest tremble and causing flocks of birds to erupt into the trees. Trees moaned and swayed, buckling under the sheer force of its speed as it thundered through the thick undergrowth, its red eyes fixed directly on me. I longed to flee, but sheer terror had pinned my feet to the ground."Run! " Kael yelled, putting himself directly in the beast's way when it was mere feet from me. His golden eyes flared with a sudden, chilling intensity, and a deep rumble vibrated in his chest. Then, in a horrific flash of movement, he changed. Bones cracked and popped as his muscles ballooned, and coarse, dark silver fur exploded over his skin. In mere moments, a colossal wolf stood where Kael had been—except he was more than just a wolf. He was a Lycan, nearly double the size of any Alpha, broadcasting an immense, crushing power.Showing off impossibly sharp fangs, he sprang, and the two monstrosities slamme

"You're not who you think you are." The words weighed heavily in the cool evening air, ringing in the calm areas of my mind. I gazed at Kael, desperately looking over his amazing features for any indication this was a cruel joke or some twisted fantasy generated by the trauma of the rejection. Nothing at all. The Lycan King seemed quite somber."What are you talking about?" I murmured, hardly audible. Unblinking, Kael's golden eyes stayed fixed on mine. "Your ancestry." My stomach clenched in agony. "There is nothing remarkable about my family. I am an orphan." His jaw closed firmly, a dark shadow traversing his face."That is just the lie you have been taught to help you follow." His unadulterated confidence in his voice was quite disturbing. For eighteen years I had lived as the Silver Moon Pack's ultimate outsider. I was the frail girl. The charity case dressed in my sister's cast

"There you are," The stranger's deep, velvety voice gave me a terrible shock right down my spine. I gazed at him, my feet grounded to the earth, absolutely paralyzed. His golden eyes fastened on mine, studying me with a fierceness that caused my heart to pound against my ribs. Who was he? And why did he sound like he had been looking for me? The moonlight caught the man's face entirely as he moved another step forward. He was amazing. Dark hair, a strong jawline, sharp, gorgeous features, and eyes unlike any I had ever seen defined him. They looked practically old; they weren't like everyday wolf eyes. I gently got up, forcing my shaky legs to help. "Who are you?" The stranger's piercing stare turned only a little. "You actually do not know me?" I started shaking my head. Something complex flashed across his face: astonishment then a flicker of real humor that followed quickly."Interesti

"Mate." That word resonated in my head, and for a heartbeat the rest of the world simply vanished. The cheering crowd, the sting of the chilly night air, the glowing Moon Stone—everything vanished till only Alpha Damian remained in my cosmos."My mate. The Moon Goddess had in fact selected him for me," I said to myself. A weak grin shook my lips and tears clouded my sight. Every lonely evening, every harsh word, every single minute of feeling totally invisible unexpectedly seemed worthwhile. I had a mate. And he was the strongest wolf in the pack, not just any random person. But the fairy story burst before it could even start. Damian's face darkened, his jaw clenching so tight the muscle ticked. I never got the warmth I had hoped to see in his eyes. Instead, they filled with a volatile mix of anger, humiliation, and deep disgust. A great cold spread down my back. "No. No, no, no. This isn't right." The shocked silence aroun

The day I turned eighteen was meant to be the best day of my life. Instead, it became the day my heart broke before the full pack. In my small room, I stood in front of the mirror and ran my shaking hands over the pale blue dress Mrs. Hart had changed for me. It was not new; nothing I had ever was. Though my stepsister, Lila, had said it was out of date months ago and thrown it aside, I found it lovely. The supple material wrapped around my waist and descended to my knees. I genuinely felt rather gorgeous for the first time in years. Today wasn't only my birthday. My Mate Day was celebrated today. Every wolf dreamed on it. The Moon Goddess will reveal our destined mate once we turn eighteen. My stomach turned with anxiety and excitement both mixed. "What if my mate is kind?" I wondered "What if he views me the way my dad did my mother before she passed? What if I at last fit someplace?" A loud knock broke my ide