Six Moons Of Desire
Before the council began, Hugh excused himself and made his way swiftly to the Alpha’s chambers.
Inside, the room smelled of herbs and burning sage. Amaretti stood by the window, her figure rigid, while Annette and the maids tended to the Alpha’s body. Mason’s form flickered, his skin shifting grotesquely between man and wolf, his essence straining against control.
“Teggãm,” Annette greeted Hugh with a solemn bow and the maids slipped out, leaving only the three of them.
“Hugh,” Amaretti said quickly, turning from the window, her eyes wild with fear. “Tell me you have news of Maxton.”
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