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The murmurs started up the second I turned my back. ⸻ I hadn’t made it halfway down the hall before their voices reached me — low, sharp whispers that carried far too easily through the stone passageway. “…never seen anything like it. She just walks in here, acting like she belongs—” “—and he moves her into his rooms, like she’s some kind of queen.” A derisive laugh. “Please. She’s a wolfless omega. We all know what that means.” “Maybe we do,” another voice hissed, “but the Alpha clearly doesn’t. Did you see the way he looked at her? Like she put some spell on him.”

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a fourth voice, which I hadn’t realized was present chimed in. “With those looks of hers, how could she not? That red hair, that body… she’s practically a witch. No wonder he’s so bewitched.” Anna added. “Of course, she is. Do you think the Alpha spends his time with his maids for any other reason? It’s obvious what’s going on between them.” Another of them agreed.

His mouth claimed hers, his fingers trailing down her body, reigniting the spark. "Again," he whispered against her lips. "I need to feel you again." Luna smiled, wicked and soft. "Then take me, Alpha." And he did. That night, long after the echoes of battle had faded, the stronghold heard a different kind of cry—raw, primal, filled with love and lust and the unbreakable bond of a Queen and her Alpha. Their storm was not just in battle. It was here, in their bed, in their love—wild and eternal. And together, they would face whatever darkness dared come next.

He couldn't afford to be distracted by his personal life. Rose was from another world, and their paths were not meant to cross. She was just an omega, and he was an Alpha werewolf. They were from different worlds, and their relationship was not meant to be. Alex knew that he had to put her out of his mind and focus on his duties as the Alpha.

We never shared a bed, but now and then when the doors were ajar and the moonlight was kind, I caught a glimpse of him—broad shoulders open,heavy with muscle beneath tailored shirts. But it wasn't that image that held me spellbound now. No, it was because Isolde pressed her head to his shoulder. Darius sat in an old maroon chair, legs sprawled, arms crossed, eyes closed, every inch the Alpha at rest. Isolde, lips curved just so, looked victorious even in slumber. And I knew she sent this, along with the taunting message: “We're perfectly matched! You should step aside. A true Alpha deserves his fated mate—not some interloper.”

Caterina I lay curled up on the bed, Kai’s warmth and touch slowly leaving my body. I never thought that meeting your mate would make you feel this intense animalistic hunger; like you just couldn’t get enough of the other. Is it because he’s an Alpha? Would it be different with any other wolf? The pull in my chest says different.

"I heard he's become quite the little organizer in the Rookeries. Forty packless wolves following him now, isn't it? Impressive for an exiled Omega." The number hits like a physical blow. Forty. How does Castellane know the exact count when I don't? My own spies can't get solid intelligence from the Rookeries but Parliament's creatures know everything. "Forty desperate wolves," I correct. "Following a desperate leader. It won't last." "Won't it?" He tilts his head, studying me like I'm a particularly interesting specimen. "Desperation creates loyalty, Alpha Brennan. You should know that better than anyone."

My brows furrowed in confusion as I narrowed my stare at her. *What's wrong?* I mentally questioned. She ignores and runs off. I ran after her getting a hold of her. “Let go of me!” She wailed trying to let loose but I held firmly. I pulled her to me her breast making contact with my chest. Shit! “Reject me! I know I am omega, and an Alpha can never be with a weakling. So reject me! I can handle it” She demands her voice leveling higher as she speaks.

Edmund rolled his eyes, “Those two are Gamma Elise, the chef, and Beta Geneda, Alpha’s personal assistant.” Liora itched to tell Thaddeus to bring her back, but there was no way she would let these wolves take her for a laughingstock. Alpha wanted a maid? Fine. She would be the best damn maid he’d ever seen– and right after that, she would be the maid- the omega that left his pack in the dust of her escape.