THE ALPHA'S FORBIDDEN SURROGATE
Nora said smoothly, wiping a smudge of red dust from her cheek.
Dom turned his head, his sharp Lycan ears catching a deep, rhythmic vibration shaking the ground behind them.
Out of the eastern mist, the thunderous clopping of hundreds of heavy warhorses echoed down the road. Banners of solar gold and midnight blue emerged through the fog, led by two magnificent figures on heavy steeds—King Leo, wielding The Moonlit Edge, and Queen Freya, her hands glowing with golden light, backed by three hundred heavy Northern war-wolves.