Two mates for the Mafia Heir
Scattered weapons and Blood stains on the stones.
I stood before the platform, staring at the place where Theo had knelt.
I had spent years building Frost Keep from a miserable refuge into one of the most feared settlements in the Northern Wastes. I survived abandonment, cruelty, starvation, and the wolves who once believed I was worthless. I established laws that ensured no one would ever again take what belonged to me.
And now? A southern prince had wandered into my territory, turned out to be my mate, and challenged my authority. Then an Omega thief had appeared, awakened another bond, and nearly caused a rebellion.