You Have Your Throne, I’ll Get Mine
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My Alpha Female, my mate, had been gone a week surveying her territory. The moment she got back, I rejected our bond.
"Just because I forgot your little trinket?" She laughed, blue eyes careless as ever.
"Yes."
I stared at her, face a mask.
Seven days ago, Rowan, Alpha Female of the Silvermoon Ridge Pack, took her core warriors to inspect a newly acquired mining territory.
When she returned, she had gifts for everyone. Even the border patrol got aged liquor.
She forgot the only thing that mattered.
The pure Moonstone I needed to soothe my burning Alpha blood. I'd waited two months.
