Fated to two Alphas
Spine straight, chin level, soft hands.
The first arrival was Alpha Kael, a mountain of a man with a braided beard and a booming laugh. Alfred greeted him with firm respect. “Alpha Kael. Welcome to the East Dwellers.”
“Alfred! Good to see your territory thriving!” Kael’s eyes, sharp and assessing, swirled to face me.
“May I present my mate and future Luna, Hanni,” Alfred said with immense pride on his face.
I bowed my head exactly as Elara had drilled, which was a graceful, respectful dip. “Welcome, Alpha Kael. We are honored by your presence.”