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The Alpha was waiting in the main corridor when I arrived.Blake stood beside two guards, dressed in black trousers and a dark shirt with the sleeves rolled to his elbows. He looked as though he hadn't slept.Good.For once, I wasn't the only person suffering from the consequences of his decisions."What do you want?" I asked.His gaze dropped briefly to the hand holding the silver coin."Where did you get that?""Someone left it in my room."He held out his hand."Let me see it.""No.""Nyla.""Blake."We stared at each other.The guards suddenly seemed fascinated by the walls.Blake lowered his voice."That coin bears the royal insignia. If someone delivered it to you, I need to know who.""So do I.""Give it to me.""Give me the truth."His expression hardened.I slipped the coin into my pocket
The blood had barely dried on the ceremonial floor when the pack decided I was responsible for it.I stood in the eastern corridor outside the healer's room, my injured palm wrapped in white cloth, listening to two guards argue about whether I should be locked away.They didn't know I was listening.They thought I was too exhausted to care about anything beyond the pain in my hand.They were wrong."Did you see what happened when she touched the seal?" one guard whispered. "The whole room reacted.""I saw.""Then you understand why the elders are frightened."The second guard lowered his voice."Frightened? They're talking about an ancient bloodline. If the rumors are true, that girl could bring trouble to every pack in the kingdom."I stared at the floor.Only a few hours earlier, I had been trying to save an injured man.Now, people were discussing whether my existence was d
The ceremony was supposed to celebrate the future of Blackthorn Pack. Instead, it became the night the floor drank blood. By late afternoon, the packhouse had transformed. Workers had covered the damaged sections of the ceremonial hall with temporary wooden panels. Fresh cloth concealed the worst of the fire damage, and garlands of white flowers hung from the pillars. The scent of roses could not completely hide the lingering smell of smoke. Neither could the music. I stood near the entrance with Mara, watching guests arrive. I had no intention of attending the ceremony. After everything that had happened, the last thing I wanted was to watch Blake and Sienna perform their perfect little celebration. But Lady Seraphina had requested to speak with me.
Sienna Vale had perfected the art of smiling.She smiled when the elders congratulated her on becoming Blake Mercer's chosen woman.She smiled when the pack members praised her beauty and declared that she would make an excellent Luna.She smiled when the servants bowed their heads as she passed.And she smiled when someone mentioned Nyla Graves.Especially then.Because Sienna understood something that most people didn't.Winning a position was one thing.Keeping it was another.She stood before the mirror in the private room Blake had arranged for her, adjusting the diamond necklace around her throat.The necklace had belonged to Blake's grandmother. It was an old symbol of the Alpha family's approval, traditionally presented to the woman who would become Luna.Sienna had wanted it for years.Now it rested against her skin.She tilted her head, admiring the way it caught the light.A soft knock sounded at the door."Come in."Her attendant entered carrying a tray of tea."Lady Sienn
I made it halfway down the corridor before my legs gave out.One moment, I was walking away from Blake Mercer with my head held high. The next, I was gripping the stone wall, struggling to remain upright as another wave of pain tore through my chest.I gasped.The rejection bond had not disappeared.It was supposed to be gone.Blake had rejected me before the entire pack. He had spoken the words that should have severed our connection, leaving nothing between us except memories and the humiliation he had inflicted upon me.Yet I could still feel him.Not as a comforting presence. Not as the man I had once loved.I felt him like a thorn buried beneath my ribs.Every time my heart beat, something pulled at the wound inside me.I pressed my palm against my chest."Why won't you leave me alone?" I whispered.A door opened behind me."Nyla!"Mara rushed toward me, her face pale with fear.She caught me before I could slide to the floor."Oh, goddess. What happened to you?"I tried to answe
The hall had gone silent.Hundreds of eyes rested on me as I stood before the man I'd once believed would be my future.Blake's hand remained wrapped around Sienna's.I couldn't stop looking at it.His fingers rested against hers with an ease that made something twist painfully inside my chest.He had touched me like that once.Not in public, not where anyone could see, but in the quiet places where we had allowed ourselves to forget the difference between an Alpha and an Omega.He had held my hand beside the river.He had brushed a strand of hair away from my face.He had promised me that, when the time came, he would stand beside me.Now he wouldn't even meet my eyes."Nyla Graves," he began, his voice carrying across the hall. "You have been part of Blackthorn Pack for many years."I swallowed."Yes, Alpha.""During that time, you have lived under the protection of this pack."Protection.The word struck like an insult.I thought of the names people had called me. The work I'd been







