* Regina *During my stay on his pack first thing I noticed was the quiet. Not the eerie kind that lurked in nightmares or foretold death, but a, living silence. A silence filled with wolves breathing, the fires crackling, the children laughing somewhere in the distance.This wasn't the rogue camp I had imagined.This wasn't the place the Alpha King had warned me about, he said the den of monsters, murderers, and soulless beasts that followed my father. So I expected the worst. My father. Alpha Malgori walked a few steps ahead of me, tall, terrifying and powerful. His presence felt like shadow and storm just like the Alpha King, but his pack, his pack felt like something else entirely."Stay close to me, Regina," he said without turning. His voice was rough, shaped from too many battles, but there was something under it, a tone I had never expected. Protective and it meant for me. Almost gentle that it felt unreal.My feet kept moving even though my mind screamed to turn back, to reme
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