The Alpha’s Sharpest Blade Left Him
When I was eighteen, Kael pulled my sister and me out of a rogue auction ring on the northern border.
From that day on, I fought for him, bled for him, and helped him carve out his place among the northern packs.
By the time his name carried weight across the borderlands, everyone knew I was the one who stood closest to his power.
I thought that one day, he might finally look at me and see more than a weapon at his side.
Then he brought home a soft-spoken Omega named Liora.
“Mira, look at you. Covered in blood again.”
“Wash up before you frighten Liora.”
After that, everything changed.
The pack began calling her future Luna.
Kael took my blades away, tied an apron around my waist, a
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