Beauty and the Alpha Beast
“Better than anything ever had. She drank it once, and the illness stopped. Her strength returned. Her pregnancy stabilized. When the pup was born, she had the thickest hair anyone had ever seen—long, golden-blonde, with streaks of red like firelight.”
I swallow hard.
Roxy.
“She grew fast, healthy and strong, but one night when she was nine months old, a coven of displaced witches from all over the territories of Vaeloria and Hexeton, broke into the Alpha and Luna’s bedroom. They weren’t old, twisted, or ugly witches. They were young, beautiful, sharp eyed, and cold. They told the Alpha he had stolen from them. That he had taken what didn’t belong to him.”
“The Rapunzel flowers,” I murmur.
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