Alpha Magnus.
I had just arrived at the Stormclaw Pack to pick up my yearly dues when the scent of blood and the sound of clashing fangs reached me.
It quickly became clear a fierce battle was unfolding between the pack’s warriors and a group of rogue wolves.
Preparing to join the fight with my men, my attention was pulled away by something unusual on the edge of the forest, a young woman slipping quietly into the woods.
She moved with a calm and deliberate grace that felt strange amid the chaos, and for reasons I couldn’t explain, I found myself drawn to her.
At first glance, I thought she might be an omega; her soft, rounded figure and modest clothing gave her an unassuming appearance, making her blend into the background as if she didn’t belong in this setting.
But there was something else—so……
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