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She wanted to go to the palace library and said, "Thank you for your story, Dom. Also, for the delicious snacks, Aaron. Excuse me." Era left quickly without giving Dom and Aaron a chance to say a single word. The urge made her really curious. So, she quickened her pace—almost running—and when she arrived at the palace library, she immediately grabbed the Alpha Family History Book. The book contained ancient records detailing the origins of the Alpha Family, complete with their intricate genealogy. Era quickly flipped through the pages, her eyes scanning every word carefully. She was stunned when she read the story of Teagan Donovan and Cecilia Shaw, ignoring Ursa's presence.

Her body gradually softened in my arms, her breathing shallow and unsteady. When it was over, she leaned weakly against me, trembling like a frightened kitten, letting me hold her close. The noise of the crowd came back into focus. She gave a small laugh and whispered, "This really is a concert I'll never forget." I wanted to add her on Messenger so we could stay in touch and maybe meet somewhere else next time. However, she declined. "Let's just call it a fleeting encounter, okay? No need to keep in touch after this; think of it as a one-time adventure," she said.

A slap landed on my ass cheeks, burning my skin and finally heard his animalistic voice, " YOU CAN!! YOU WILL TAKE EVERYTHING THAT I GIVE, TERESA!! YOU ARE A GOOD BITCH, AREN'T YOU?" I nodded my head despite the fact that my knees were falling down. He set me on four from behind, taking me deep and rough. Even though I was born as an Omega princess, my body couldn't take everything that the Alpha king, Nicolas Iglesias offered me. He was like an insatiable beast at night. The more I cried, the more his wolf ached for me, taking me deeper and harder.

In the spirit of compliance and refusing to be difficult, I stood aside and simply stood in a corner, taking a look at the bookshelf and the collection of books that Alpha Damon had. I was pleased to see that he had many titles about how to rule the pack. I had read so many of those books before, and seeing them on his bookshelf was refreshing in an entirely different manner. It was nice to know that he wasn’t just any old alpha, and that he was actually reading to try and figure out how to rule the pack. “I’m impressed. But there is something about these Alphas. What if he is just pretending?” Exasperated, I tried to hide my annoyance with my wolf, even though I understood her, to an extent

Kain is studying the map like it might tell him how to calculate morality. I cover Rook’s hand with mine, pressing his palm to my cheek for one second, two, letting myself have it. Letting myself be held. “We do it together,” I say. “No one gets to be the villain alone. If we’re oathbreakers, we’re all oathbreakers.” Rook exhales, and some of the tension goes out of his shoulders. He doesn’t let go yet. “Then what’s the plan, Alpha?” Alpha. He says it like it isn’t a question anymore.

"I brought something that might help." She held out a book. Old leather binding, pages yellowed with age. "Found it in Doc's collection. It's about moonfire wolves. Your kind." I took it carefully. The title was in a language I didn't recognize. "Can you read it?" I asked. "Some. Doc's helping with translations." She flipped to a marked page. "Look at this." There was a drawing. A wolf surrounded by flames. And beneath it, text Luna had translated in the margins.

Inside was a beautifully bound book. Its pages were blank. Attached was a handwritten note. "Your Majesties," "When you visited our village, you reminded us that every voice matters." "This book is a gift for your child." "May they fill its pages with their own thoughts, dreams, and discoveries." "May they always remain curious." "And may they never stop learning from the people around them." Nova carefully closed the book. "It's perfect." Kieran smiled. "Our child already has their first journal." She placed it beside the keepsake box containing their letters.

“Okay. Let’s go.” Behind me, Nate stands but doesn’t follow. His grief lingers in the space between us like a breath unspoken.... I walk beside Daniel, heading back into the banquet hall. It’s just as loud as before. Alphas and Lunas drink, laugh, scheme. But I hear none of it. I scan the head of the table and notice that it's now empty. The Alpha Prime is gone. I exhale, a shaky breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. Daniel leads me back to our table, leaning in to whisper something about a finalized alliance pact.

And once you reach for it, you will identified as one of their leader. Every born child of Alpha's will have their own book. And this book will lead them to a quest. A quest will help them to level up. These Alpha's were created by Mother Tree, she was the most powerful of the underworlds. She can give more life to every creature in their land. But creating the Alpha's would be her greatest mistake because instead of protecting their land they were the one destroying it by killing each other just to be a leader. The four Alpha's can be recognized which group of clan they're belong by the color of their eyes.

The intentional neglect of this corner was a deliberate choice, a testament to the charm of the untouched and the allure of secrets waiting to be unraveled. Settling into a plush chair, Joseph cradled the book in his hands. The worn cover spoke of countless hands that had sought its wisdom, and the yellowed pages whispered tales of eras long past. As he opened the book, the fragrance of aged parchment wafted through the air, creating an olfactory tapestry that intertwined with the silent narratives within.