Alpha Salvatore
Tall, broad-shouldered, and cold-eyed, he looked carved out of sin.
The woman beside him, a raven-haired beauty draped in silver silk, leaned closer to whisper something in his ear. Her hand rested on his thigh like she owned him.
The chosen Luna. Luna Katherine.
I’d heard about her. Every wolf in the kingdom had. Every girl around was jealous of her.
Perfect lineage. Perfect beauty. Perfect match for an Alpha like him.
So, what the hell was I doing here?
“Aria Wren,” Dominic’s voice rolled through the chamber, low and controlled. “Daughter of the Wren pack’s Alpha. Sold into servitude to settle a debt of disobedience.”
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