Brea’s POV When I woke up, the first people I saw were a man and a woman. They looked to be in their forties, their faces etched with concern. I shot upright, fear gripping my chest—until I recognized the room. I was back at Draco’s pack. The woman approached me slowly, tears streaming down her cheeks. “It’s okay, sweetheart. You’re safe now,” she said softly. “Where’s Leon?” I asked, shrinking away from her touch. Looking at them more closely now that I was fully conscious, I realized they resembled the Alpha King Aristes and Queen Luna Kayla. “Are you… The King and Queen?” I asked, wondering if I was still dreaming. My heart started to race. Then I remembered Loriah. “Loriah was with me. Where is she?” The Queen—Luna Kayla, or at least I assumed it was her—swatted the Alpha King’s arm. “Aristes, hurry. Call Loriah. Tell her our girl just woke up.” She moved closer, and I did not flinch this time. Aristes. He really was the Alpha King. He had been staring at
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