The Heart of the Pack Is Mine
My mate, Nolan, is the Alpha heir. He promised to return before the Moon Goddess Festival. We were supposed to have our mating ceremony.
I promised him the Heart of the Pack. My parents’ legacy. It's the key to controlling our elite warriors—the Dire Wolves. It was to be my mating gift to him.
But he came back with a rogue bitch draped all over him. A she-wolf with wild, hungry eyes.
I waited for him at the festival, ready for our prayer.
Instead, I watched him with her. Skylar. They were by the bonfire, nipping and teasing each other like no one else existed.
I told him his behavior was improper for an heir. He laughed in my face.
“Old-blood nobles are so boring. Not raw and real like Skylar.”
He thinks getting the Heart of the Pack gives him the Dire Wolves.
He has no idea.
The Dire Wolves answer to my bloodline.
Without me, the Heart of the Pack is just a rock.