My Destined Alpha
"I will tell them the truth—that your blood called to mine, and the curse broke. Nothing more."
Richard’s grip on my hand tightened slightly, his thumb rubbing across the back of my knuckles, sending a wave of intense, possessive heat straight up my arm. "Good. Play your part well today, and by sunset, the Moonlight territory will be legally ours forever."
The carriage ground to a heavy, shuddering halt. Outside, the loud, resonant blast of a silver horn echoed through the mountain pass, signaling our arrival at the Bloodstone Council Hall.
The doors of the carriage were thrown open by Beta Marcus, who stood at absolute attention, his silver sword gleaming at his waist.
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