His Defiant Mate: The Hidden Lycan Queen

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e damp night air. Behind him, two broad-shouldered Beta enforcers blocked the narro

and the suffocating, territorial stench of predatory wolves. A single flickering

ray hoodie. Beneath the oversized fabric, my breathing remained at an imperceptible thirty beats per

by young Alphas who grew up believing the entire world was built for their claws. "Unregistered humans aren't permi

he low brim of my hood, the faint, crystalline violet of my i

ive shockwave-heavy with the sickening, burnt-copper tang of ozone. It was the standard pheromone blas

sneakers cracked slig

ckening crunch. "Our future Alpha is speaking to yo

he burner phone in my back po

away. The caller ID flashed a si

d the phone to my ear, tilting my chin sli

eceiver-smooth, aristocratic, and sharp enough to slic

urmured in a flat, tired voice. "

you attend this provincial university under one condition: complete obscurity. Huxley spoiled you rotten during your years in Geneva, but New Haven is Beaumont territory. You are

softly. "Trouble simply has an

ot use the Touch. Reme

The lin

it away. Ryder's brow furrowed

he name on his tongue. "Who the

fore stepping directly into my personal space.

Time for territorial tax. Let's see what pretty

tep," I said quietly. My voice didn'

ha? You? You don't have a shred of wolf scent on you.

fingers tore through the damp air,

wolf, he w

ent was a fly su

oat had been. In the exact same breath, my right hand darted from my pocket.

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cise hollow cavity directly

dull, internal thud that reverberated dee

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ified pools of pitch black. His knees dissolved like wet paper, and he sl

od bubbled at the

etas choked on their

hands returning cas

ed-it was dying. The silver cords connecting his soul to the ancestral wolf wer

fingers clawing uselessly at his own chest.

whispering inch

creatures, Ryder," I purred softly

an trash away. And tell your Pack Healers that what a