The heat under my skin was a slow burn, sharper than the scent of rain clinging to the Havencrest air. I should have been dead to the world after the moon-rite in Silverwood, but Jessa’s voice wouldn't stop echoing in my skull."Ever really scented a true Alpha, Mars?" Her laugh had been sharp, fueled by too much nectar. "You’re twenty-six. A prime Omega who’s never even shifted with a partner. Stop being a martyr. If you won't find a mate, at least find a thrill."I lay across the furs of my bed at the Pacific Crest Resort, the room spinning in slow, nauseating circles. I was the pack outlier—the wolf who had never known a touch, a kiss, or a knot. Usually, my inner beast stayed on a short leash, but the fermented moonlight I’d downed earlier had snapped the collar.My throat felt lined with silver dust. I sat up, shadows dancing against the walls. With trembling fingers, I grabbed my slate. The runes on the screen blurred into golden smudges as I scrolled.Grant Walker.The Alpha of
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