Destiny’s Bite; The Alpha’s Heir
“Daughter of Anya Greystone. Heir of Predator. White wolf of the moon.”
The crowd lowers their heads.
I stand, frozen.
A memory flashes, Me, back in Moonstone, scraping blood off the floor being shoved down the steps.
“Wolves like you belong beneath us,” Lyra sneering.
And now?
Now they call me heir.
An omega from the moonstone pack? Subjected to abuse all her life, never knew her mother and had a monster father.
Amber steps toward me, pulling something from beneath her cloak.
A necklace.
A pendant of carved moonstone, inlaid with a single white diamond in the center, the symbol of the moon’s chosen line.
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