MARKED BY MY ALPHA'S FATHER
Moving with the unnatural speed of an elite Alpha warrior, the scout lunged across the distance, his blade tracing a lethal arc through the air, aimed directly at her shoulder to incapacitate her.
Miles away, at the jagged precipice of Blacktooth Pass, the soul-tether broke.
Alpha King Marcus Vance halted mid-stride at the head of his heavy vanguard. The wind tore at his heavy fur cloak, but inside his chest, his wolf roared in a state of bloodthirsty hysteria. The masking illusion of Elena’s exhaustion evaporated in a single millisecond, replaced by the visceral, agonizing taste of her terror, her pain, and the foreign scent of silver magic invading his territory.
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