FAKE BRIDE OF THE ALPHA KING
My breath caught, and I stared at it longer than I meant to.
“What in the world?” I said under my breath.
The older woman lifted her head, her eyes sharp despite the lines etched into her face. When she smiled at me, it felt familiar.
Angel stepped forward.
“Mama.”
I turned to her, confusion snapping through me. “Mama?”
Angel smiled, something softer crossing her face.
“Briar, this is Mama. Alpha Azrael’s mother.”
For a moment, everything in my head went silent.
I looked back at the older woman, really looked at her this time. The way she knelt without strain and the steadiness of her hands.
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