The Rejected Luna's Twin Alphas
The crowd of pack members gathered below fell into a hush, their eyes darting between me and the angry men at the gate.
"Elara Vance!" the eldest of the seven, a man named Alpha Garrow, shouted. His voice was like grinding stones. "You stand accused of the unlawful seizure of a Great Pack, the use of forbidden Northern magic, and the kidnapping of the Nightshade heirs!"
I rested my hands on the stone railing, feeling the cold vibration of the mountain beneath my palms. "I am Elara, the Silver Queen of the North," I corrected, my voice carrying to the very edge of the woods. "I have seized nothing that wasn't already mine by fated right. As for the heirs, they are my sons. A mother cannot kid
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