The Alpha King's Breeder
His only son.
“He’s a trained warrior–”
“An assassin, more like. I’ve heard of him, nothing good, either.”
“The laws around this kind of thing are set in stone, Maddox. I couldn’t tell him no.”
“I know,” I breathe, handing the papers back to him. The sons of my allied Alphas didn’t stand a chance against Keenan. Twenty-three, built like a brick wall, and trained in not only hand to hand, and sword to sword, combat… as well as the commander of the army supplied by his father. He was a force to be reckoned with in his human form, but as a wolf?
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