I recognized them. Or rather, I recognized the type.They were from the other pack—the one that stayed on the other side of our territory. The Stormrider pack. The rogues.There had always been fights and squabbles between our territories. Border skirmishes. Stolen prey. Petty grievances that sometimes turned bloody.Father hated the Alpha of this pack with a passion that bordered on obsession. He called him a disgrace. A rogue. A bastard who didn't deserve to call himself Alpha.And now I was in his territory, right in his hands.If Father could see me now, would he even care? Or would he consider this poetic justice—his worthless daughter ending up with his greatest enemy?The thought made something bitter twist in my chest."You know he wouldn't have permitted us," the second man said, leaning against the doorjamb. His gaze never left me, like I might suddenly sprout fangs and attack.A frown tugged at my brows.He. Who was 'he'?It must be the Alpha, obviously. But the way they sa
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