A Werewolf's True Mate
Their tiny voices joined the chorus with high-pitched yips that made my heart swell with pride.
Four voices merged into one family song, carried by the night breeze across their territory—a melody of belonging, of home, of pack bonds formed not by obligation but by choice.
I had finally found my true place in the world—not as an unwanted beta in my father's pack or as Axel's rejected mate, but as an alpha female in my own right, cherished for exactly who I was.
As the moon began its descent, I and Dominic shifted into their wolf forms and raced down the ridge together, silver and black fur gleaming side by side in the moonlight, two wolves running as one across the territory that was now, un