Dark Moon Daughter
My sister spoke before I could ask how he knew we had grown up as rogues.
“You know, Alpha Lucas, I would have thought you would recognize us. Your mate is the reason our mother is dead.” I snarled.
“What accusation are you trying to make, exactly?”
“Of course, the high and mighty Alpha would forget about us. Don’t you remember the she-wolf and her children that you took in? The unborn daughter you abandoned?” I pressed.
“Adam?” Lucas gasped.
“In the flesh, Alpha, and this is your daughter. Lizzy Devereaux, rightful Alpha of the Dark Moon pack.” I smirked, satisfied with the shock written across his face.
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