The Wolf Who Loved Too Late

orehead pressed against the back of my hands, my voice steady as a s

egal and poised, w

life, and I've called you her

dn't

ed lower, my wo

e grant me permission to break my

ilent, the air t

froze midair, her sharp eyes

Alpha Alexander Royce himself," she s

ess she-wolves would give anything to be bound

et, my lips p

the hall exchanged glances, their

high-ranking m

hree years, Grant's been devoted to that Delilah Hayes, the she-wolf he brought

ther chimed in,

in Delilah's hair right in front of every noble she-wolf

d to me, her expression

, is thi

o my palms, the s

ng alone as the ceremonial candles b

h while I lingered in the shadows. I heard their laughter thr

gle word draining every

ed, her should

s bond was decreed by Alpha Alexander, and Grant's a key

a scroll, the document that would s

esn't change his mind, I'll ensure Alpha Ale

ook the scroll, the weigh

e years ago, when the pack's d

he-wolf then, my name whispered in

d I'd be bound to Grant, the w

another-Delilah, the orphaned she-w

ed her like

lpha Alexander deemed unfit, he'd h

night to spare myself a lifetime of misery. All I got wa

followed prove

alone to gaze at the moon with Deli

om, the pack's laught

he never once en

asts, he paraded Delilah on his arm, leaving

ys the same, cold and final: "Delilah is my one true mate. You're in the Morgan pa

sabella's life earned me this chance to bre

e, I barely crossed the courtyard be

the veranda, her eyes locked on the ornate b

red the Morgan pack wi

her gaz

ne, gifted to

, but she stepped forwa

ng out of the blue. These are for the Morgan pack, aren't they? You're ju

yourself, Delilah. These are Luna's gi

e lunged, grabbing my wrist to yank me aside. Pain

led, nearl

oved fast,

d on me, his voice like

ed scratches, then at him shielding D

fts," I said, my voice steady des

welled up, her

og the Luna's gifts for herself. I onl

ome from a noble pack. Why stoop to fighting over trinkets? I've to

ter sound that di

ck's, Grant. They're

able to hold back,

Isabella. She took a blade to the chest, near

nt scar peeking from beneath my co

you'd explained that sooner, Del

the moment, snif

it. I just saw how beautiful thos

rned to me. "You've never cared for fancy thin

gers we

, my paintings, even the jade pendant my mother left me, all under the

each word sharp

s, her lip trembling. Grant's jaw

e, gentle. Why make

d, cold a

akes it okay for her

ered, caugh

ent, he rele

ng them, name your price. I'll

e absurdity. For Delila

sleeve and held it out. "Alright. Sig

his name. Delilah's face lit up, and she eagerly waved for t

lled, my voice

his expression di

you're agreeing to break our bond? But the

d was a faint

r wealth, his tone flat. "I've given you

way, not sparing

s retreating figure, my gri

days, and I'd fina