The Alpha in My Dream
She was so small, so soft, with a tiny tuft of dark hair and clear, glowing eyes that blinked up at us.
As I gently adjusted the soft blanket around her tiny shoulders, my breath caught in my throat. I looked up at my mate with wide, emotional eyes.
"Kieran, look," I whispered, turning the baby slightly so he could see.
Right on her tiny shoulder blade was a distinct, glowing mark in the shape of a perfect crescent moon. It pulsed with a faint, silver light, signaling the royal mark of Selene’s divine wolf lineage.