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“Distinguished Alphas, his deep voive resonated through the hall, I congratte each of you in mrviving the moond nial.” (Pr eyes, chara at a predators, veeps across the room. Your strength, cunning, and determination have brought you this for–but the fear test
we feast as mals, as brothers and sisters of the moon.”
He mised his crystal ss. To the future of our kind, to the strength of our packs, and to the worthy Alpha who will next wee
I took a small sip of the champagne, thankful when servers began bringing out the first course.
I took a small sip of the champagne, thankful when servers began bringing out the first course. Leon satdiretly across from me. mine. The less I had to speak<b>, </b>the better.
Adrian leaned closer, Try the smoked salmon, he murmured, serving <b>a </b>portion onto my te before I could respond it’s excellent
Throughout the first course, Adrian continued his attentive care<b>–</b>cutting my venison into perfect bite–sized pieces, ensuring my wine ss and filled, his fingers asionally brushing mine in reassurance.
“How domestic,” a melodic female voicemented from my other side. I turned to find a striking woman with copper colored hair and calcting eyes watching us with amusement. “Alpha Adrian personally cutting <b>his </b>Beta’s <b>meat</b>. How… naval”
the first trial.
I recognized her immediately–Alpha Morgan of the Cascade Pack, the woman who had warned me at theke during the
She was the only female Alpha present at tonight’s banquet, with her Beta, a middle–aged man, sitting respectfully beside her.
“Alpha Morgan,” I acknowledged with a polite <b>nad</b>.
Her lips curled into <b>a </b>knowing smile. “You two certainly <b>don’t </b>behave like a typical Alpha and Beta. When I saw you dive into thatke after <b>him </b>during the first trial, I knew there was more between you then <b>pack </b>hierarchy.”
you for your warning that day,” I said, <b>genuinely </b>gratefull despite my embarrassment. “I didn’t realer who you were then
Thank you f
Morgan waved <b>a </b>dismissive hand. I simply hate to see any young, beautiful girl in danger.” Morgan looked at Adrian, then turned back to me. “Is he your
1 shifted ufortably under her perceptive gaze,
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family,” <b>I </b>answered her question, acutely aware that
could hear every word.
The word family felt safe–true in its own way without revealing too much. I couldn’t bring myself to call Adrian my mate <b>or </b>lover with Loun sitting <b>directly </b>across from us, the mate bond between us thrumthing <b>like </b>a taut wire despite my efforts to ignore it
Adrian, however, <b>had </b>no such reservations. He and <b>actuss </b>me, <b>his </b>amber eyes meeting Morgan’s with unwavering confidence.
<b>“</b><b>Skye </b>is my future Luna,” he stated firmly, his <b>hand </b>seitling possessively on my lower <b>back</b><b>. </b>
The temperature around our section of the table seemed to drop sermal degrees. I didn’t need to <b>look </b>up to feel Lean’s fury–it crashed against my consciousness through <b>our </b>bond like waves <b>against </b>a clif.
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“Khitan,” I mormored, ting my hand on his mm. “My as are healing well. You dos i need ne fin over m? so much. “
<b>The </b>Bath of hurt in his eyes made my chest constrict, but I couldn’t tisk <b>a </b>confrontatie between him and Leon.
Not <b>herr </b>
Alpha Morgan’s gare darted betieren ut and Leon, her expression shifting in one of delighted realization.
“Oh my,” she chuckled softly. “The plot thickens. A Lima imed by one Alpha while honded to another? You’re going to make this election very <b>Skye </b>Anderson.”
Across the table, Maya ced a perfectly cut piece of sainton on Leon’s te, leaning close to him
“Your favorite<b>, </b>she purred.
Leon didn’t even nce at the offering, his eyes boring into mine with an intensity that made my wolf whine in distress.
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I leaned toward <b>Adrian</b>, my lips nearly touching his ear.
“I told you we shouldn’t havee
After dinner came the dancing. <b>Crystal </b>chandeliers dimmed to create an intimate atmosphere <b>as </b><b>a </b>small orchestra began <b>ying</b>.
ir and extended his <b>hand </b>to me
Adrian rose from his chair
“Dance with me,
I hesitated, looking at <b>his </b>outstretched hand. “I should <b>warn </b>you–during those years I wandered, I worked a lot of <b>jobs</b><b>. </b>Bartender, waitress, men bouncer once. But never a <b>dancer </b>
His smile, warm and reassuring, made my heart Batter. Til teach your<b>” </b>
Before I could protest further, he led <b>me </b>to the dance floor, positioning one of my hands on his shoulder while his own settled at my waist. his palm burned through the <b>thin </b>fabric of my dress.
“Just follow my lead, he whispered, beginning to move with confident <b>grace</b>.
The warmth of
For someone so physically powerful, Adrian <b>moved </b>with surprising elegance. His steps were <b>precise</b><b>, </b>guiding me effortlessly across the floor until I began to rx into the rhythm<b>. </b>
“You’re really good at this, I admitted, impressed by his skill.
*Required course at the Alpha Heir Academy,” he exined with a slight smile. “Before my father died, I was being groomed as Alpha. Dancing<b>, </b><b>diplomacy</b>, even proper dining etiquette–all part of the curriculum.“
The mention of his father brought a shadow across his features. I squeezed his <b>hand </b>gently.
“He would be proud of you,‘ I said softly. “Sering the Alpha youve be, the pack you’ve built–be’d be so proud<b>, </b>Adrian.”
The music swelled around us as Adrian pulled me closer, his cheek resting again my temple. For a moment, we moved <b>as </b>one, forgetting the politics, the — trials, and the watching eyes. Just Adrian <b>and </b>me, swaying to the music.
Then Alpha King Thomas’s voice broke through the <b>spell</b>.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” he announced, ‘bu mut next disce, I invite you all to exchange partners. Tonight we are not riests but friends catetrating out shared heritage. Please, select a new partner for this next walte
Adrian grip on my waist tightened momentarily before he reluctantly stepped back
1 nced around nervously, spotting Leon making his way toward me with determined strides. My heart hammered in my chest–I wasnt ready mnfrontation.
Before Leen could reach the, however, an older man with silver streaked dark halt and familiar amber eyes intercepted me,
“May I have this dance, Ms. Anderson? Maxwell’s polished voice held no room for refusal,