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heavy scent of white roses. I stood in my custom lace gown,

ith a soft smile, expecting my new husband,

ty. Her hands roamed freely over his chest. The sight made my stomach churn. Baron was a nobody until my family funded his rise. He had be

my voice trembling as my white wolf bristle

dn't I be here, Azura? A true Alpha need

ain yourself

ulled a sleek tablet from his pocket and shoved the

ed my elite vanguard guards being gun

our grand wedding? History is written by the victors, my dear. By tomorrow morning, the Council will be informed that the Montgomery family

gunfire erupted outside. The screams of my packmates tore through t

ed, lunging to

ward into the mahogany vanity. The mirror shattered, raining glass onto my pristine gown. A r

the sharp stench of iron an

ming his combat boot into my back. My chee

wrists paralyzed her. The metal hissed against my skin, sending up acrid plumes of smoke and bli

ghting, l

e massacre he had orchestrated. On the ruined bridal bed, he and Brie had just finished a fra

esigner shoe onto my father's chest. My father lay motionless in a

screamed, my vocal cords tea

g crunch. "A dead Alpha is just fertilizer. Tell me where the Tears o

his polished shoe. "You will n

orward, her platinum curls contrasting grotesquely with the dead bod

. "The proud princess, gr

traitor,"

ng tearing my lip. "You always looked do

pocket. Inside churned a viscous, shimmering liquid. Liquid pure silver. A concentrated neu

Just shoot me!"

rciful for a Montgom

. Baron drove the thick needle deep int

gged scream tore from my throat. Inside my mind, the thundering voice of my white wolf fa

f. "Broadcast to the lower districts. The Montgomery family h

leaving a smear of dark red. The freezing night wind hit me as they hauled me

orphan," Brie laughed, wrap

, the Tears of the Moon pulsed with a faint warmth. My father had sewn the relic into my clothing an hour before

one mo

op of adrenaline, I t

rcenary's nose. He howled, his grip

ck, I threw my weight ba

fingers caught n

r shrank upward. Suddenly, piercing through the si

ins in the lower levels! They ar

they? Were there still loyalists fighting