The Alpha’s Heartless Choice
The moment she opens it, two massive, armored Wolfhart guards step into her path, their swords drawn and eyes flashing cold silver.
“Ms. Nightshade, return inside immediately,” the lead guard orders coldly.
Zanele glares at him, her face twisting with rage. “Do you know who you are speaking to, you filthy dog?”
The guard doesn't even blink.
“Open your blind eyes!” Zanele screams, her voice screeching through the cold night air. “I am the female Ronan loves! I am the one who will wear the Luna crown! Now step aside and prepare a carriage to take me back to Moonscar City!”