THE MATE THE ALPHA NEVER CHOSE
Even while this happened, I couldn’t help but notice that Acelia’s eyes sparkled with the reflection of the stars, and her beauty didn't seem normal; it was enthralling and seductive, but I knew something wasn't right.
She revealed herself to be Acelia, though I knew quite well that she was aware that wasn't necessary. I was taken aback by her presence; there was something about her overall demeanor, I knew it was something bigger than what my drowsy mind could comprehend at the moment. Acelia's voice echoed through the dream, "Ada, I'm here to tell you that you will be the end of the werewolf race. You and your lover, Tyler, will make your kind meet their waterloo."
My lover? Was this woman