LOGINDaisy Thompson works at Sneakz Burger Emporium under the protection of Uncle Mateo, living within a werewolf territory while hiding her true identity. When suspicious customers arrive asking about the restaurant's dangerous "Volcanic Sauce," Daisy's instincts are triggered. A male voice at the drive-through raises alarm bells, causing Daisy to retreat to a hidden safe room with a guard named Thomas. As Alpha Maison, son of Alpha Logan and heir to the local werewolf pack, enters the restaurant, tension mounts. Though Maison has always shown hostility toward Daisy, his wolf senses she's in danger. Meanwhile, in the safe room, Daisy realizes Thomas is not one of Uncle Mateo's loyal guards but an infiltrator sent to capture her. Thomas reveals a shocking truth: Daisy's wolf pendant marks her as "royal blood" and "the last surviving heir of the Northern Territories"—information completely unknown to her. When Thomas attacks, Daisy defends herself with hidden silver blades until Maison bursts in. After a brief confrontation, Maison kills Thomas, and Daisy leads them through a secret tunnel back to pack territory. As they emerge near Alpha Logan's pack house, questions loom large. Daisy must confront the possibility that everything she knew about her identity was a lie, while Maison must decide how much to tell his father about this mysterious young woman who has been living at the edge of their territory. Just as they begin to discuss their next steps, Luna Mara appears, expressing relief at finding Daisy safe. The story sets up a larger mystery about Daisy's true heritage and royal lineage and why she's been hidden within a witness protection program all these years.
View MoreI concentrated, extending my awareness outward through the roots beneath our feet, the branches overhead, the very soil we stood upon. Suddenly, I could sense Marc's presence at the Conclave grounds—a dark stain on the otherwise harmonious energy of the sacred site."He's at the Sacred Stone," I confirmed, opening my eyes. "Alone. As if he's... waiting for something.""The false trail hasn't been laid yet," Alpha Logan observed. "He shouldn't have any reason to suspect our approach tonight.""Unless he has a spy," Jackson suggested, his diplomatic mind always considering political angles.Lady Vivienne shook her head. "My people have been monitoring communications. There's been nothing to suggest
We lay tangled together on the furs, our bodies cooling as the golden light of the bond settled into a constant, warm glow connecting us. I could feel them both now—not just physically, but mentally and emotionally. Maison's presence was like a mountain in my mind—solid, immovable, protective. Jackson's was like a flowing river—adaptable, soothing, yet with hidden depths."This is..." I searched for words to describe the sensation."Overwhelming?" Jackson suggested."Perfect," I corrected, nestling between them.Maison's arm tightened around my waist. "The bond will settle over the next few days. The mental connection won't always be so... intrusive."
"Five more minutes," Jackson negotiated, his voice muffled against my back.Maison's lips twitched in what might have been a smile. "Always the diplomat."I laughed softly, the sound bubbling up unexpectedly. Both men stilled, their attention sharpening at the rare sound of my genuine amusement."What?" I asked, noticing their focus."Your laugh," Jackson said, propping himself up on one elbow to see me better. "I don't think I've ever heard it before. Not really.""It's nice," Maison added, the simple compliment somehow more meaningful coming from him.A knock at the door interrupted the moment. "Breakfast in fifteen minutes," Luna Mara called. "Alpha Logan wants to begin planning sessions immediately after."Reality intruded on our peaceful bubble. With reluctance, we disentangled ourselves and prepared to face the day. As I headed toward the small bathroom, I caught Maison and Jackson exchanging a look that contained equal parts contentment and determination."What was that about?"
As we made our way back through the darkened forest, I found myself walking between Maison and Jackson, their protective presence both comforting and grounding. The moonflowers continued to bloom in my wake, marking our path with luminous white blossoms."That went well," Luna Mara observed, breaking the thoughtful silence. "Lady Vivienne's support will be crucial in the days ahead.""She knew me," I said, still marveling at the connection. "Really knew me, from before.""Your godmother was your mother's shadow," Uncle Mateo confirmed. "Where Queen Isobel went, Lady Vivienne followed. They were inseparable from childhood."I absorbed this, treasuring each new piece of information about my past. "She called me Little Bell."












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