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Then at Zed who was biting the inside of his cheek to keep his face straight and failing noticeably. "I was stabbed tonight," I said. "I died. I was reborn in a supernatural kingdom in someone else's dress and told I have to marry three werewolf kings or the world ends and now I am finding out that the ceremony involves all three of you putting your teeth in my neck and calling it holy." I looked around the room at every elder, every attendant, every sacred official who had gathered to witness this moment. "Who came up with this?"

That's when I realized: I was never his only mate. I buried those memories and said evenly, "Blake, I'm not making assumptions about your relationship." "Relax. I know Catherine's young. She was just playing a joke. I'm not angry. I'm just tired." Surprise flickered across Blake's face. I didn't look at him again. I turned and walked toward the apartment on the west side of the pack grounds. After I died in my past life, my soul drifted above my body. That was when I learned the truth: I was the Alpha King's only daughter. A curse had sealed my scent and my abilities since childhood.

The reality was crashing over them with terrifying clarity: my bond with the High Alpha was fraying, and a territorial war was bleeding right onto academic soil. I grabbed my silver communicator off the chest, staring at the flashing red glyphs dominating the glass screen. Below, the dark, towering figure of my mated High Alpha stood motionless beside his war carriage, his crimson eyes burning straight through the heavy fog. The moment I unlocked the glowing surface, a single, sharp command burned across the interface. Descend now. "Not a chance!" I growled out, my voice laced with raw rebellion as I killed the light on the communicator and shoved it into my leather belt.

I walked slowly through the streets, feeling like a ghost wearing someone else’s skin. People brushed past me without recognition. No one bowed. No one called me Luna. No one knew who I was. A strange emptiness settled over me until I heard his name. “The Silver Night Alpha is arriving next week,” a merchant said excitedly nearby. My body froze instantly. Another woman gasped. “Alpha Kael Draven? The one who defeated the eastern rogues?” “Yes! They say he’s become the strongest alpha in the region.” Kael! The name alone sliced through me like a blade. Images of his hand on Vanessa, the ritual, the rejection and the cliff all flashed through my mind.

Grant disliked the instinct on sight. Hallie had already answered him. Anything Grant added would not protect the marriage. It would only put himself into a conversation Hallie had completed. So when the young Alpha approached, Grant met him as the man who had negotiated an agreement with Cedar Draw. Nothing else. “The first contact notice will go out on the agreed schedule,” the young Alpha said. “Caleb has our copy ready.” “If anything in the implementation fails, we use the review process before either side assumes bad faith.” “Agreed.”

The Alpha they’d followed for decades. The hall went dead silent. Even the breathing seemed to stop. “My daughter has spoken truth,” he said. Voice rough from the echoes, but carrying every inch of the room. “I formally acknowledge Isabella Evergreen as Blackridge’s acting Alpha during my recovery.” He paused. Swallowed once. “And when the time comes, when I choose to step down, she is my permanent heir.” Pride thickened every word. It cracked through the rasp in his throat. His green eyes, same as mine, shone bright despite the shadows under them.

She'd pulled me aside and said, very quietly: You could have been the first female Alpha, you know. I laughed it off back then. Went back to my place settings. After class, I stayed behind. She was cleaning her shears when I said it. "I want to become a female Alpha. Can you tell me what that takes?" Her hands went still. She looked at me over her reading glasses. "You're certain?" "Yes."

Evie barely had time to register the blood on her fingertips before Adam's voice cut through the chaos. “Get back!” The infected lunged again, forcing Caleb to retreat as its claws tore through the air where his face had been. Adam fired another shot, but the creature barely flinched. Its twisted body moved with frightening speed, and the patches of coarse fur covering its skin made it look even less human than the infected they had encountered before. “Get to the car!” Adam ordered.

The monitor above Marian’s bed had gone dark, and in its screen I saw my own face, and in my face two points of gold where my eyes should have been. I blinked and my eyes looked normal again. Then a voice spoke, not outside me but deep inside, so low that I felt it in my chest. It said one word. ‘Alpha.’ I had heard it once before, on the night I died. **** In the stairs, I held onto the rail with both hands and tried to think. In my first life I had been bitten, and I had died of it. In this one, my body was doing things it had never done. What if I had carried the bite back with me? What if the next woman sitting in a corner and afraid of her own eyes was going to be me?

At the mention of his brother, love feelings arose in the heart that was sleeping somewhere. "Alpha, I don't know what you are talking about, but my father can't kill anyone." "I used to be a normal werewolf, Alex. After my brother's murder, I became an Alpha by working day and night to get revenge on you." He sat her on the bed in the room and addressed Alex. Her eyes filled with tears as she sat at his feet asking, "Haven't I ever had a little love, Alpha?" she cried. That adorable Alex looked like crazy, begging for love.