The Alpha's Hidden Heir
ERIN
The letter crumbled in Marty's fist, paper cracking like bones. From where I stood, I could see his knuckles white with pressure, veins standing out on his forearms. Marcus moved closer to him, the only wolf brave enough to approach. Whatever Marty whispered made Marcus's face go pale. Then, in a move that shocked everyone, Marty straightened his shoulders, smoothed out the letter, and tucked it into his pocket like it was nothing. Like his world hadn't just imploded.