Beneath the Waning Moon
Finnbetrayed by an alpha, claimed by a lycan kingbetrayed and claimed by the lycan kingrejected by the alpha claimed by the lycan king althearejected by the alpha, claimed by the lycan king
He moved like a wolf with broken paws—still dangerous, but no longer certain of the ground.
Behind him, Lysandra emerged.
She had dressed in white, the color of mourning and innocence, her hands resting on a belly that seemed... smaller. Wrong. I narrowed my eyes, Spirit-Walker senses stirring. Something false there. Something hollow.
The Council Elder raised her staff. "Seraphine, daughter of the Northern Alpha, speaks first. By right of survival, and by right of the life she carries."
I stepped forward. No notes. No tremor.
"Three moons past, I was fated mate to the Southern Alpha. I bore his mark." I touched my smooth throat, let them see the scar. "He bore my trust. We awaited twin heirs
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