THE ALPHA’S UNWANTED MATE
The way Alpha Mace’s voice had cut through the growl—cold, furious—and the creature had stopped.
And then what the healer, Sailas, had said.
That the wolf was Alpha Mace’s mother.
My stomach twisted.
Mother or not, she had wanted me dead.
I slid down until I was sitting on the floor, my back pressed against the side of the bed. The boards were cold beneath me, grounding, almost comforting in their stillness.
The girl's words echoed again—You’re his fated mate.
I pulled my knees to my chest and stared at the wall, my voice small and uncertain when I finally whispered,
Sikat na Kabanata