Banish Me, Alpha: The Human Prey Is an Alpha
"Why give this to me? I was exiled."
Tristan leans closer, his hot breath brushing against my wet jaw, his hand sliding slightly down my arm, sending a jolt of raw electrical tension straight through my spine.
"Because," Tristan murmurs, opening his hand to reveal a second object resting beside the envelope—a ancient silver ring carved with a double-headed wolf, glowing with a faint, crimson light in the dark. "This ring was found in the deep ruins of Westmere XXT Clinic twenty years ago, the exact night you were born. It only reacts to the blood of the extinct True Alpha royal line. And right now, Darcy... it's glowing because of you."