The Alpha's Chosen Weak Mate
Claudius, the vampire lord, moved with the grace of a predator, his smile sharp and knowing.
“My King,” Claudius purred, his voice silk and poison. “I hear congratulations are in order. Your son has done the impossible.”
The King’s eyes narrowed. “What do you want, leech?”
Claudius chuckled, unfazed. “What do you want. Balance. Power. A kingdom unbroken.” He stepped closer, his cloak whispering against the stone. “I can take her. The girl. Far from here, where her light cannot fracture your wolves. The bond will fade without her presence. And your son can be bound to Luna instead, securing her family’s allegiance.”
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