The Alpha King's Captive Bride: Forbidden Desires
Dax’s POV
The wind howled through the Ironfang stronghold, a bitter wail that carried whispers—soft, cutting, relentless. Dax Ironfang, the alpha who lost his mate. I strode through the courtyard, my boots crunching on frost-kissed gravel, and felt the weight of every stare, every muttered word. The pack moved around me, their eyes darting away when I looked, but I heard them. How could he let her be taken? Weak, caught unawares. What kind of alpha fails like that? My jaw clenched, teeth grinding, the cold biting my face as I pushed past, my black cloak snapping behind me like a tattered flag. The shame burned hotter than any fire, a coal lodged in my chest, fueled by their judgment, their d
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