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said one of the other Alphas. "The seventeenth letter," Kade said. Everyone looked at him. He hadn't moved from his chair. He sat with the unhurried authority of someone who had decided the outcome of this moment before it began. "Alpha Reyn forms his seventeenth letter — f — with a particular downward hook. Consistent across every document on record. This letter does not have it." He looked at Zara, just for a moment. "It's a forgery." The room considered this. The room did not care enough.

Yet, there was a mischievous twinkle in her eyes that told me she knew the turmoil she caused within me, her laughter teasing as moonlight on water. Taking a deep breath—and a leap of faith—I found Stephanie in the conference, placing folders for each Alpha. The intentional arrangement of the Alphas didn't escape my notice—she grouped those who got along well together side by side. "Stephanie," I began, my voice quivering like leaves caught in a brisk autumn wind.

“So yes, I will demand every single thing that belongs to me!” Without hesitation, she pulled out the thick stack of documents and receipts we had spent all night organizing. She handed them to one of the warriors, who immediately brought them to their Alpha. The Alpha’s expression darkened with every page he flipped through. Slowly, his trembling hands lowered the documents as his sharp gaze locked onto Ned.

It was very pleasant to be with Cassandra, but there were things I couldn't avoid. I picked up the cell phone and answered it. "Good afternoon. I see you are already well" It was the same alpha from one of the main families that was in the luxury hotel that day, I recognized him by his voice. "There is a meeting to arrange where Cassandra will meet the alpha of the vampires." I didn't keep quiet and told him, I made things clear. "I'm sorry, I can't accept that. She is my girlfriend and in some days my wife, would you allow any girl of your family to do something like that?"

I ask. "Your old pack appears to be looking for you,” She says. "Well, I'm not surprised,” I comment, taking the notice and looking down at it. “Elseway they can’t claim me dead and appoint a new Alpha … This is funny,” Fire Moon looks confused. “What?” "This…,” I point to the drawing of me, which is situated underneath a headline reading: MISSING Alpha, “Our Beta drew this.” “Your beta?” She asks. Cana growls angrily.

“You will not cage her. And you will not speak of her like she’s something less than us.” My voice wavered, just a fraction. It was enough. I felt it. So did they. Emotion cracked through the Alpha mask, ugly and inconvenient and real. “Because whether you like it or not,” I finished, jaw tight, “she’s already part of what comes next.” And I stood there, between fire and fear, knowing there was no walking this back. Silence slammed down like a blade. It wasn’t the respectful kind. It was the calculating kind, the kind where minds started rearranging alliances and weighing consequences faster than heartbeats. I felt it immediately, the shift in the air, politics sharpening their teeth.

I asked. “I had a feeling that you may be willing to give being the Alpha a go, so this is all the things that have changed over the years since you left. As well as some documents you would need to look over and sign when you do take over as Alpha. There are also some other formalities for you to look at, contracts and whatnot. I figured since there was so much of it, I would print them off. I still have a few more things to print off, but I can always give them to you later. I was attempting to organize everything to make it easier for you, but I keep misplacing paperwork.” Nick said, still rummaging around in the stacks of papers.

Already angling. “Alpha Agora ,” she purred, bowing, trying to look graceful still. “It’s an honor.” He gave her one of those tiny, dangerous smiles. “You are welcome here, Abigail . Bloodfang values family.” Family. “You’re welcome to stay as long as you want,” he said, and Abigail giggled like a schoolgirl. That made me squint my eyes.

Because she is mine! At 8:30, the ceremony begins. My Father, Alpha Peter walked into the hall with a sparkling outfit embroidered with a wolf logo. It was designed with gold and diamonds. He was dressed in his ceremonial Alpha Gown. He looks happy and all smiley. He took his seat beside me and Brian sat beside him.

And then it turned out that he was mated to her. “Alpha,” he was jolted back to reality by a voice he recognized. Estan walked into his view, glancing at the scattered books. “What is it?” Regan grumbled. “The rogues have arrived. It is time for them to be marked. Whenever you're ready Alpha.” Estan said. Regan huffed and nodded. He tried standing straight but his hands knocked down some books from the shelf he was resting on. He gave Estan a knowing look before walking away. Estan sighed as he watched him leave. He glanced at the scattered books and decided to rearrange them. While doing so, he found a book with the title ; PAST AND PRESENT ALPHAS OF MOONBEAM PACK.