The alpha's chosen rogue
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The alpha's chosen rogue

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Mercedes Romance

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Seraphina Voss was never supposed to survive being cast out.Powerless by every measure her pack understood, she was publicly rejected by her own father Alpha of the Ironveil Pack and thrown into the wild with nothing but her name and the quiet, stubborn will to keep breathing. Rogues don't last long. Everyone knew that. The forest takes them, or rival wolves do, or the slow erosion of having no one takes them from the inside out.But Sera is still walking three weeks later when she crosses a border she shouldn't have crossed and stumbles directly into the territory of Caden Blackthorn, the most feared Alpha on the continent.Caden doesn't take in rogues. He doesn't negotiate. He doesn't bend his laws for anyone. And he certainly doesn't feel things not since the war that cost him half his pack and the last woman who tried to get close to him.Until her.Something about this hollow-eyed, defiant girl with blood on her boots and her chin lifted like she's daring the world to try harder something about her breaks every rule Caden has ever written for himself. He can't name it. He can't ignore it. And when his most gifted pack elder pulls him aside with wide, frightened eyes and whispers that Sera carries a power so rare it has only appeared once in recorded werewolf history a power that can amplify, suppress, or permanently destroy the abilities of every wolf within range Caden understands two things immediately.She is the most valuable being alive.And every enemy he has ever made is going to come for her.Silent Blood is a slow-burn enemies-to-lovers werewolf romance about a woman learning she was never the problem and the dangerous, obsessive Alpha who will burn the world down before he lets anyone use her again.

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Tags: revengealphaHEshifterdominantkickass heroinedramabxglightheartedkickingpackrejected
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The morning of the last day of the twelfth month, I woke before the light.

I lay in the dark and listened to the compound breathe. Forty-something wolves in deep sleep — the specific quality of it, the secure settled frequency of people who were home and knew it and slept with that knowledge in their bodies. I had been waking to this sound……

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