Not Your Backup She-Wolf
Eight years of loyalty—wiped out by three days of her batting her lashes.
At the bonfire, I swore the Alpha would finally mark me. Instead, I watched him fasten a sparkly little pendant around her neck.
When the fire broke out, he ditched me—flames snapping at my heels. Said I could "handle myself," then played hero carrying her out.
She showed up at my herb shop all smug, called me a "mutt no one wants."
Then he showed up—Alpha on his knees outside my door, begging for another shot.
I nodded toward my shelves. "These heal every wolf in Stormborne... except the Alpha who couldn't see what was right in front of him."