LOGINAccused of murdering her family. Rejected by her fated mate. Sold to the highest bidder. Merliya’s life has been a rollercoaster. When the mating ceremony reveals Alpha Dayn as her destined mate, she thinks the Goddess has finally answered her prayers. Instead, he rejects her in front of everyone and auctions her off like property. Escaping to the Alpha King’s territory should mean safety. But the one night stand she uses to reclaim her power? He’s the King himself. And now she is carrying his heir.
View More“You think you have won, haven’t you?” she said, to my back, and there was something in her voice, some last coiled thing, that made me stop. “You think it ends with my son in the wild and me in a small room. Foolish girl. You don’t even know what you’re holding.” She laughed, low and awful. “Your sister knew. Kiara always knew. Why do you think she did it? Why do you think the Chain wanted your family gone and you sold and never dead? There are people who have been waiting a very long time for what runs in your blood to be born, and you’ve gone and born it, and now you’ve hidden it in a nursery and told yourself it’s safe, foolish girl.” Her eyes glittered. “Ask your King what the White Moon is. Ask him why the last one vanished. Ask him whose sister she was.” The floor seemed to tilt all of a sudden. “What did you say,” I whispered. But the Dowager Luna only smiled, the same bright terrible smile she’d worn over a girl beaten on a b
The Dowager Luna’s performance saved her from exile and cost her everything else, which was a justice I had not planned and found I could live with.The Council believed her, more or less. They could not prove she had written the grain-contract letter in her own hand, because she was far too careful for that, and a mother’s grief is a difficult thing to convict. So they did not exile her. They did something the old woman found infinitely worse, though it took her some weeks to understand it.They stripped her of the Blackwood name, since there was no longer a Blackwood pack for her to be Dowager of, and they left her exactly what she had left me. Nothing. No title, no lands, no allies, no son, no protection. An old woman with a ruined name in a crown-administered territory, surrounded by the very servants she had once ruled, who remembered every cruelty and were no longer afraid of her.I went to see her once, before I left Silverpine for the last time. I told myself it
“Dayn Blackwood,” the Council speaker said, “you are stripped of your title, your pack, and your standing. Silverpine passes to crown administration pending its people’s protection. You are exiled beyond the borders of the seven packs, to live or die by the wild as a lone wolf, which mercy is more than you extended to those you sold. The Council has spoken.”Exiled. To the wilds, to die as a lone wolf. The exact sentence he had offered me in his office, the one I had climbed out a window to escape, handed back to him now by the Council he had thought he stood above.He asked to speak before they took him. It was his right, the last one he had.They brought him before the crown, and I could have refused to hear him, and no one would have blamed me. But I had come too far in learning to be the kind of person who does not run on boots and hands, and so I nodded, and let the man who had thrown me away have his moment.“I’m sorry,” Dayn said.The hall went very quiet.
The crown inquiry closed its case against Silverpine on a grey afternoon in the great hall, and I was there for it, which mattered to me more than I had let myself admit.I sat at the crown’s side, not the accused’s, in the deep blue that had become mine, and I watched the evidence go before the full Alpha Council one piece at a time, and every piece was one I had helped pull into the light. The auction ledger in the Silverpine steward’s own hand. The freight manifests placing a Chain courier at my family’s gate the night of the fire. The nursery assassin’s chain of payment, running back through a chartered labour company to a letter about grain contracts sealed in the Dowager Luna’s morning room. Ken’s cracked confession, taken before he was poisoned inside the crown’s own walls. And the library records, the vervain research pulled month after month from a terminal under my dead sister’s login.The hall was silent for most of it. Alphas who had come prepared to see a family






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