ログインTraci has spent years being treated like she's nothing. Beaten, overworked, despised by the very pack she calls home. Survival stopped being a goal a long time ago. It became the only thing. The annual warrior tournament is coming. Packs across the kingdom are sharpening blades and sharpening rivalries, all chasing power, status, a name worth something. Tensions are already running high. Zayden and Raiden took the throne at sixteen. Their parents died suddenly and the kingdom fell to two boys who had no business ruling yet. They figured it out. Now everyone fears them. But the elders and the kingdom alike keep pushing the same message: find your fated mate, produce an heir, do it before your enemies smell blood. The twin Alpha Kings are strong. That doesn't mean they're untouchable. When Traci finds out there's a plan in motion to have her killed, she doesn't get a choice about the tournament anymore. She's being pushed into an arena by people who expect her to die in it. What they don't know is who she actually is. Secrets have a way of coming out. Hidden enemies have a way of stepping into the light. The kingdom is about to find out the truth about a bloodline everyone assumed was gone. The last White Wolf doesn't stay hidden forever.
もっと見るZayden’s POVPeople hear the words Alpha King and immediately imagine some noble male standing on a balcony giving inspirational speeches while dramatic wind blows through his hair.Absolute bullshit.Most days consisted of paperwork, meetings, threats disguised as diplomacy, and elders breathing down my neck about responsibility. So much responsibility. Apparently the kingdom would collapse if I skipped one council meeting.Tragic.My brother Raiden thrived in leadership. The male was practically born wearing a crown. Calm under pressure. Ruthless when needed. Strategic all the time. Packs respected him because he carried himself like power wrapped in patience.Me? I preferred chaos. Not reckless chaos. Controlled chaos. There was a difference.Barely.Raiden and I took over the Silver Moon Kingdom when we were sixteen after our parents died suddenly in their sleep. Poisoned. Clean. Quiet. Cowardly.Nobody was ever caught. Trust me, we searched.Every servant, guard, healer, advisor,
Raiden’s POVThe steady scratching of my pen against paper filled the office while morning sunlight spilled through the towering windows behind me. Stacks of reports covered nearly every inch of my desk. Territory disputes. Border patrol updates. Financial summaries. Supply inventories. Apparently being a king meant eighty percent paperwork and twenty percent threatening people until they acted right.A truly inspiring lifestyle.I leaned back slightly in my chair and rubbed a hand across my jaw while flipping through another report. My office overlooked the eastern side of the palace grounds where warriors trained from sunrise until dark. Even from here I could hear distant impacts from sparring matches along with occasional shouting.At least somebody around here was enjoying themselves.The door opened without warning. “Raiden.”I looked up to find Kael walking inside carrying a thick black folder beneath his arm. My beta shut the door behind him before tossing the paperwork onto m
Traci’s POVBy the time Calvin and I finished training the sky had barely started turning gray. Dawn stretched across the mountains in thin streaks while cold mist clung to the training field like it refused to let go of the night. Sweat dampened the back of my shirt, my muscles screamed from exhaustion, and my lungs still burned from the drills Calvin insisted would “keep me alive longer.”Such a comforting statement before sunrise.Training at four in the morning had become routine months ago. It was the only way I could survive both worlds. Calvin pushed me through combat before anyone woke up, then I rushed back to the pack house to become everybody’s favorite servant by seven.Lucky me.Breakfast had to be started before most of the pack even rolled out of bed. Eggs, biscuits, bacon, fruit, coffee. Endless coffee. Wolves acted like caffeine was some sacred gift from the Moon Goddess herself. If the pot went empty for more than thirty seconds people started acting like civilizatio
Ralph’s POV“So Travis, the elite warrior tournament is in two weeks. Tell me something useful for once. Did you get in contact with them?” I asked while leaning back in my chair, swirling bourbon through the crystal glass like I didn’t already know the answer.My beta stood across from the desk with that smug look he always wore whenever violence was involved. Travis enjoyed his work far too much, but honestly, that was exactly why I kept him around.“Yes, Alpha. Everything’s arranged. She won’t survive the event, sir.”A slow grin pulled across my face.Finally. After years of waiting. Years of pretending. Years of watching that pathetic excuse for a wolf breathe air she didn’t deserve. Traci’s end was finally within reach.“Good,” I muttered, rubbing my palms together. “And her name’s officially on the roster?”“Yes, Alpha. Registered and approved.”I let out a satisfied hum before taking a long sip of bourbon. Expensive. Smooth. Aged properly unlike half the idiots in this pack. “
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