Bound Mate to the Formidable Alpha
Elder Gaius says, his eyes assessing my profile, “...that you are to be Alpha Dane's Luna.”
My throat tightens, the cold hands of anxiety gripping my insides. “I am… honored,” I choke out.
Then, Elder Maeve’s question rumbles out, heavy with unspoken expectations. “What is your purpose here, Princess Natalie?”
The question is a physical blow. Tears well in my eyes, and my fingers curl tightly. “To bridge our Packs... to provide an heir for Alpha Dane,” I whisper, the words a painful admission of my forced role.
“Good,” Elder Deron states, impressed. “Love is a... a useless sentiment. As a mature woman of royal lineage, we trust you understand this. I even understand you studied politics abro
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