The Silver Alpha
jengreyymy daughter, alpha's pupnew alpha son old omega father
Seele stones ringed the ceremonial clearing, their glow soft and steady, humming with approval as if the land itself had decided to bear witness.
I stood at the heart of it all, my hands trembling only slightly as I held Archer's. His eyes were on me and mine on him.
He was dressed in silver and black, the mark of his lineage woven into his cloak, but stripped of the West's regalia. No crown or chains. Just the Silver Alpha standing before his mate.
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