The Alpha's Moon Blessed Mate
El Hawraclaimed by the alpha's lovethe alpha claiming his enemy's daughterthe alphas craved her love when she stopped caring themafter one night with the alpha
She looked so happy.
Zevko felt his heart warm. At least Clara had known the love and warmth of a family, something her birth parents, now gone, could never give her. Now, she had to answer her blood’s call as Clavira Lodur Hallow and accept her destiny as the mate of an Alpha.
Suddenly, Zevko noticed something glinting on the table between the notebooks. He picked it up and saw it was a silver necklace with a crescent moon pendant.
“That was my birthday present when I turned seventeen,” Clara said, now standing beside Zevko. “Dad had it made just for me by a silversmith.”