Mated To My Alpha Stepbrother
He has made a formal and personal request for your return to Blackfur Pack at your earliest…
I folded the letter and dropped it in the trash, then I sat back in my chair, pressing my fingers to my temples.
Blackfur Pack was the last place in the world I would step foot in. I sat frozen, staring blankly ahead, my thoughts scattered.
Even the memory of what I had suffered in that place was like acid, destroying me piece by piece.
Laurent Wright, Richard’s son, was most probably Alpha now. He had been enthralling, dangerous and completely arresting.
Step–brother or not, he had been my fated mate, which was the cruelest joke the moon goddess had ever played on me.