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“I’m finished with this farce,” Valeria shrieked, her voice scraping against the walls of the Nightwood House den. “You cannot possibly be serious.”

“I’m entirely serious,” Lucian countered, his shoulders lifting in a casual, lethal shrug. “I was so consumed by the expansion of the territory and the accumulation of wealth that I failed to honor the Luna at my side. I may be too late to salvage the mating bond, but I’m not so dense that I can’t admit my failures. Your artistry is a rare gift, Se
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  • Betrayed Bloodlines: The Alpha’s Final Penalty   53

    I was within the Crimson Veil Gallery, applying finishing touches to a reclaimed canvas, when the shrill, jagged frequency of Valeria’s voice pierced the quiet of the back room.“Not again,” I hissed, my claws digging into the edge of my workbench.By the time I reached the main floor, Mallory and two other pack enforcers had already materialized, weaving a wall of muscle and fur between us. Valeria was trembling, her hand extended in a white-knuckled grip on a piece, pointed toward me. Janka was behind the reinforced counter, a Council Patron standing nearby, frozen in sheer terror.“Aw, hell,” Mallory rumbled, shifting his massive frame directly into the line of fire. “Valeria, stand down. What are you playing at?”“He stripped everything from me, so I intend to claim everything from him.”“Who?”“Lucian Graves. If Serena hadn’t crossed paths with him, my life would be flawless! He shattered it all. He treasures her so deeply he can endure a life without her, so he must understand m

  • Betrayed Bloodlines: The Alpha’s Final Penalty   52

    “You know what I crave now?” he murmured, pressing a lingering, heated kiss to my mouth.“Tell me.”“To see you draped in nothing but that ring.”I laughed at his brazen declaration, the amber flames of desire dancing in his eyes. “That can be arranged.”“I’ve also secured a basket for a feast,” he gestured toward the corner of the studio. “Bread, sharp cheeses, and cured meats—I avoided the deli cuts, knowing your mother insists they are forbidden during your cycle. She prepared a feast for herself and my sire today, so she gifted me a container of the harvest.” He smiled at my grin. “I brought fermented grape nectar without the bite, too.”“You are entitled to the real vintage. I am aware of your devotion to the vine.” I furrowed my brow at his sacrifice.“I am, but my devotion to you eclipses it. If you must endure trials to bring our pup into this world, then I shall mirror every one of them in solidarity. I may not be able to carry a life in my own womb, but I can renounce the ne

  • Betrayed Bloodlines: The Alpha’s Final Penalty   51

    I straddled him in the driver’s seat, anchoring myself against him as my pulse hammered in my throat. “Why? What possessed you to make this decision, Rowan?”“I want to manifest every dream you’ve ever held, Serena. I want your laughter to be the soundtrack of our hearth. I never want to see you withered by sorrow, but if you are, I want to be close enough to wipe those tears away and restore your spirit. I grew up with my sire present for every hunt, and I want that legacy for our pups. He never abandoned us for moons on end, and I refuse to subject our progeny to that absence. I want the bond my parents shared. When I sat in the war room yesterday morning, brooding over my sire the day he walked out of a million-credit trade deal because my mother required his presence, well… let’s just say I was ignited.”My sobs were dissolving into erratic hiccups and soft sniffles as he traced long, soothing paths up and down my spine, shielding me within his embrace.“Do you wish to survey the

  • Betrayed Bloodlines: The Alpha’s Final Penalty   50

    “I’m finished with this farce,” Valeria shrieked, her voice scraping against the walls of the Nightwood House den. “You cannot possibly be serious.”“I’m entirely serious,” Lucian countered, his shoulders lifting in a casual, lethal shrug. “I was so consumed by the expansion of the territory and the accumulation of wealth that I failed to honor the Luna at my side. I may be too late to salvage the mating bond, but I’m not so dense that I can’t admit my failures. Your artistry is a rare gift, Serena. It may mean nothing to you now, but I am proud of you.”“I appreciate that, Lucian.”“You treacherous wretch!” Valeria howled. “Can you not allow me a single moment of triumph?”“What in the hell are you babbling about now?” Caleb cut in, his eyes flashing with a wolf’s warning. “Nothing about this gathering was intended to be about your ego. This was Grandmother’s unveiling.”“No. It was meant to be about burying the hatchet with me.”“That would require you to actually feel remorse for t

  • Betrayed Bloodlines: The Alpha’s Final Penalty   49

    "I’m with pup," I murmured, the words hitting the stillness of the Inner Den like a death knell.Freya and Valeria didn’t even blink; they merely swapped the test kits on the stone table, their expressions unreadable. Caleb, my brother, gripped my shoulders, his claws digging deep into the fabric of my tunic until his knuckles were stark white."You need to alert Alpha Lucian immediately," Caleb growled, his voice a low, warning rumble that vibrated through the floorboards."He’s at the Northern Border, hardening the pack scouts," I countered, my throat tight as I pictured his cold, calculating gaze. "If I broadcast this over the encrypted pack-link, he’ll perceive it as a tactical move to tether him to this territory. He’s already molding me for a future that benefits his command—he doesn't want a whelp to complicate his strategy.""Serena," Freya interjected, sliding a glass of spring water toward me. "The Blackthorn Legal Council can draft the severance papers. You don’t have to ke

  • Betrayed Bloodlines: The Alpha’s Final Penalty   48

    "You’re really going to just let her vanish with his heir, aren't you?" Valeria paced the length of the living room, her eyes narrowed with a predatory glint that only a Nightwood could harbor.I stared at my palms, the silence in the Graves Glass Estate feeling heavy enough to crush bone. "What choice do I have, Valeria? If I warn Alpha Lucian, I’m the one who ends up in the crosshairs of her pathetic vendetta. If I stay silent, I’m an accomplice to a kidnapping.""You’re a coward, Serena. That’s what you are," she spat, though her tone softened as she dropped onto the velvet sofa. "If you don't grow fangs soon, this pack is going to eat you alive."My phone vibrated against the marble tabletop, the screen illuminating with Rowan Ashcroft’s name. I snatched it up, my pulse quickening—not with the thrill of a mate, but with the desperation of someone drowning."Rowan," I breathed, my voice barely audible."Serena. You sound like you’ve seen a ghost, or perhaps, a hunter." His voice wa

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