Alpha Glint had grown quiet in the last few days. He was a man of power, and his authority was never questioned by anyone in his pack. Still, something troubled him. He found his thoughts often circling back to Mara, the woman who had refused to give him an answer immediately when he first asked her to carry a child for him. Days had passed, yet she had not returned to him with a decision.One evening, Alpha Glint stood in his chambers, gazing out the tall window that overlooked the pack houses and the wolves walking below. His hand held a glass of wine, the dark liquid catching the light of the setting sun. He thought of his pack, of his daughter Leah, and of the future of his bloodline. He knew he was not young anymore, and his thoughts now often wandered to the question of heirs.At last, he gave the order for Mara to be sent for again. His guards went, and soon Mara entered his chambers. She carried herself with calm grace, her steps measured, her face composed
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