Throne of Wolves
Melvin was due to arrive at midday, and by then he was already racing around the house in his wolf form, restless and excitable.
“Melvin!” I called, lowly growling. The pup hadn’t yet learned to control his wolf; he was still too young.
When Prince, Elena, Torey, and Eva arrived at the infirmary, I stayed behind with Melvin, giving them time with Luara and our daughter. I briefed Torey and Prince on what had happened, including that I had Melinda’s mate killed and searched the east territory. Rogues had staked claims there, which amused me; eventually, it would become mine.
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