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EIGHTEEN: THE QUEEN’S WICKED PLAN
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ALPHA EZRA BLACKWOODRage sparked through my body like liquid heat as I watched the woman leave just before my Queen tore through the double doors with a pinched look on her reddened face.“So this is it then? This is what you do behind closed doors?” Cassandra Blackwood screamed, her blonde hair billowing like a waterfall behind her as her hazel-green eyes narrowed angrily on me.I had never seen her so enraged before, and it took every shred of control I had not to rip her tongue from her mouth when I realized she hadn't come alone.“Your Highness,” Draco Boone bowed, steepling his fingers on his chest as the other elders circled him, their cool expressions made a knot of anxiety tighten in my gut.Since when did the Blackwood elder wolves bond with my wife? Whatever this shit was about, I didn't like it one bit.“Elders of Blackwood, what an unpleasant surprise,” I growled icily, and the sarcasm dripping from my voice made their scowls deepen even more.Tension strained between us
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ELIZABETH MILKHARTMy hands were shaking as I zipped my small backpack shut, ignoring the brown-haired handmaiden who was stressing out beside me.“M’lady, this is a terrible idea, the dark woods, it's where those Dove pack monsters stay Miss, you mustn't,” Theresa choked out, gripping my bag before dropping it quickly when I narrowed my eyes at her.There was no doubt in my mind that she could stop me if it came down to it. I had only been in one fight in my entire life and got beat up so bad my eyes were swollen shut for days.With a wolf like Theresa, hell, I could tell from her tight arms under the soft black and white uniform she wore that she was more than just a maid.“I can’t stay here after what you told me about Cassandra fucking Blackwood, Theresa, I’ll take my chances with any beast over that witch!” I hissed, the Queen’s cold blonde face flashed in my mind’s eye before I shook my head.I knew now that I never should have trusted her with the King and my secret. Alpha Ezr
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The Dreaded Alpha’s Surrogate TWO: NO TURNING BACK
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ALPHA EZRA BLACKWOODA splitting headache hammered between my eyes and a vein throbbed in my temples as the circle of elders continued their debate.“Our pack legacy is on the brink of extinction Alpha Blackwood! We simply cannot wait around for Luna Cassandra any longer!” One of the elders thundered loudly, pumping his fists in the air.It was enough that they expected me to dethrone Cassandra who had been by my side since forever, but to put my seed into any willing maid?What the hell did they think this was? Fucking Russian roulette?“Actions must be taken if we’re ever going to beat those bastards at the Doveclan pack!” Another of the big muscular wolves piped up, his eyes sliding away from mine when I turned my gaze to his red, blotchy face.“Enough! I’ve heard enough! You want an heir? Fine. I’ll see the maids, one. And not another word more if they fail too.” I deadpanned, and the silence in the hall was deafening.“Of course, Your Highness, nothing more will be required for n
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ELIZABETH MILKHARTI slowly realized that my hands were shaking as I stood before the full-length mirror, trying to ignore the embarrassment that heated my face as the maidservants nicked and tucked at my dress.Every bone in my body hurt, and not just from the force of the guard’s blow when he knocked me out. It was something deeper, the fear that made my heart pound restlessly in my chest like a freight train.The room surrounding us was a mess of silk fabrics and pins and rich, beautiful embroidery as the surrogates got ready for the Alpha’s welcoming party.“Oh my god, I think I'm going to be sick,” I muttered to myself, glancing back at the woman in the mirror to see that I looked terrified, with wide green eyes and curly red hair that fell over bare shoulders in curly waves.“There we go Miss, you're all done up and ready.” One of the maids, Leila whispered. She was a soft mousy thing with brown hair and a small pleasant face, unlike the others who stared at me with open disgust
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ELIZABETH MILKHART“Are you finding your meal agreeable darling?” Cassandra Blackwood’s sweet voice surprised me and I snapped my head up to see that she had been talking to Sarah Sossen.“Yes, thank you, Your Grace, it's wonderful cuisine,” The bitch whispered, giving me a sly smirk.The damned thing had won over the Luna before I could! But how? What the hell did she have that I didn't besides crippling good looks and the confidence of Johnny fucking Bravo.“I bet YOU’VE never tasted anything this good, say, do you even have food where you live or do you have to farm? Miss. Milkhart?” The Luna quipped coldly and the blood drained from my face as chuckles rose at the dinner table.I risked a glance at the Alpha to see that his thick black lashes were pointed downward, brushing his high cheekbones almost delicately as he picked at his food.He hadn't eaten anything either, same as me.“My mother has a small vegetable patch in our backyard, Your Grace, we make do as best as we can,” I
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