Rejected: The Alpha's Fatal Mistake
"I told myself I was protecting you. Giving you the chance to just be Alpha, just be yourself, without an ancient book deciding what you were supposed to become. I understand now that might have been a mistake. I'm sorry, Wren. I should have trusted you with this a long time ago."
"What does it actually say. The prophecy." Wren's voice came out steadier than she felt, old habit reasserting itself even now. "Don't soften it for me, Ezra. I need to know exactly what I'm supposed to be facing."
Ezra opened the book carefully to a marked page, tracing the old script with a finger that wasn't entirely steady. "As best I've translated it — and I'll admit the language is imprecise, prophecy usually