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“I want Vanessa and her uncle to grovel for their place in this pack,” I stated, the low vibration of my wolf's authority humming in my chest. “They will apologize to me in person, or I’m taking their betrayal to the Moon Council and the pack-media.”Dominic let out a long, heavy sigh, his scent shifting from irritation to a weary relief. “Really? That’s more like the daughter I raised, Aria. Sensible. Family blood should never be spilled in public.” He nodded, the tension in his shoulders dropping. “Fine. I’ll have Vanessa come in and bow right now. She knows when she’s been outmatched.”I let out a cold, sharp laugh. ‘We’ll see if her pride allows her to bow,’ I mused, my eyes flashing gold for a brief second.Dominic’s gaze drifted past me to the imposing line of Draven Enforcers standing like stone pillars in our foyer. The sheer power radiating from the security surrounding me was suffocating. ‘Where did she get the status to command such wolves?’ he wondered. ‘Could it be that s

"Get that starlight lace back over your curves, Aria. The Moon Council doesn't wait for late wolves," Peter’s voice rumbled from the sofa, the low frequency of his Alpha tone vibrating through the floorboards.I had retreated into my bedroom only seconds ago, but his senses were too sharp; he knew the moment my heartbeat faltered. I cracked the door open just an inch, clutching the gown to my chest like a shield. My skin felt hot, my wolf pacing restlessly beneath the surface."Peter, be honest with me. Are you absolutely certain this is the attire for tonight?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper. "This isn't just a dress. It’s a declaration of war."He didn't move from the couch, but I could feel his gaze through the wood of the door—heavy, possessive, and unyielding. "I didn't pick it for its modesty, Little Wolf. Put it on."I retreated, the click of the lock sounding like a starting pistol. My mind was a storm of calculations. It had been exactly one lunar cycle since he returned

"I’ve laid the scent trail perfectly," Vanessa purred into her device, her voice a low vibration of triumph. "All you have to do is wait in Suite 204. One of the servers is already leading Alpha Draven up. He’s burning with the nectar I gave him. Once he’s through that door, he’s mine to claim."Vanessa’s eyes flashed a predatory yellow as she gripped her room key. 'Finally. Once I carry his heir, the Stone lineage will be nothing but dust under my paws.'Inside the banquet hall, I checked the moon-dial on my phone. Twenty minutes. Peter had been gone for twenty minutes, and my wolf was pacing behind my ribs, whining with an unease I couldn't ignore.I signaled a Sunrise Den server. "Where is the Alpha washroom?"Following his gesture, I moved toward the back corridor, but I didn't find a washroom. I found Peter.He was slumped against the stone wall, his claws digging into the masonry to keep himself upright. His breathing was heavy, ragged, like a wolf who had run for three days str

I froze for a heartbeat, realizing I had been guarding the threshold like a territorial wolf protecting her den while Peter stood out in the corridor."Moon, I’m sorry. I forgot myself. Please, come inside," I stammered, stepping back into the shadows of my apartment to let him through.Peter moved with a silent, predatory grace, slipping off his boots at the entryway. Seeing him standing there barefoot reminded me of the last time he’d breached my inner sanctum."I apologize; I haven't stocked any male guest slippers yet. I’ll make sure to pick some up at the pack market tomorrow," I said, feeling a flush of heat creep up my neck.I didn't even realize my subconscious had already decided there would be a next time. My wolf paced behind my ribs, strangely comforted by his scent filling the small space."Don't worry about it, Little Wolf. You can get them the day after tomorrow if the mood strikes you," he replied, his voice a low, steady vibration that seemed to settle the air.'The d

"Dustin, why don't you consider the possibility that Aria simply has an allergy to seeing your ugly mug in the moonlight?" Lila interjected, her eyes flashing with a playful, predatory spark as she jumped to my defense.Dustin perked up, feigning a wounded heart. "Hey, little she-wolf, what’s so terrifying about a healer like me?"Peter took a leisurely sip of his water, his expression flat and unreadable as he set the glass down. "Probably the fact that your face looks like it was chewed on by a rogue rogue."Dustin stared at him, disbelief etched across his features. 'So, this is what it looks like when a High Alpha forgets his blood-brothers the second a beautiful Luna-candidate sits at the table,' he thought, shaking his head in amusement.Lila erupted into a bright, howling laugh that filled the private den, her joy vibrating through the cedar walls."See, Dustin? Now you truly understand the bite behind Uncle Peter’s bark," she teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief.Dustin’s