The Alpha’s Silver Arrow
I took a poisoned silver arrow for my Alpha, Kaiden, during an assassination attempt.
In doing so, I lost my wolf forever, falling from a proud warrior to a disgrace to my pack.
Driven by guilt and duty, he kept me as his mate for thirty years, but our relationship was built on polite distance.
On my deathbed, I discovered that the 199 memory crystals I had filled with a lifetime of love for him had been tossed into a dusty corner of a storage room.
All the while, he kept another she-wolf's crystals locked away in a magically sealed safe, treasuring them above all else.
As I lay dying, all I felt through our bond was his chilling indifference.
Kaiden arrived late. The last words he whi