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THE ALPHA’S CLAIM

Autor: Mo_writes
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-05-05 01:44:46

JAXSON’S POV

The Great Hall of the Silver Ridge estate was a cathedral of stone, shadows, and the scent of over a thousand predators. They stood in silence, a sea of dark suits and glowing eyes, waiting for the moment their Alpha would finally take a mate and solidify the bloodline.

​I didn’t care about the bloodline. I didn’t care about the Council members sitting in the front row with their judgmental stares and their ledgers. My focus was entirely on the heavy oak doors at the end of the lon
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