CHOSEN BY THE CURSED ALPHA KING
“Get straight to the point, Soraya. Don’t test my patience.”
Her head lifted slightly, but her eyes never met mine. They stayed lowered, as if afraid the truth itself would strike her dead.
She drew in a ragged breath. “Long ago, when the Moon Goddess still walked among us, she had a circle of chosen servants called the Guardians. They were each gifted powers—beauty, healing, strength, eternal youth. Gifts meant to serve her and maintain balance between wolves and humans. But one of them… one named Milandra… grew jealous.”