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rest park . Both are marrying their children off to each other to seal the alliance between their packs," R

bad blood that was between them previously. But then again, the rogue activities in their territory have increased in recent years and even in

ed as I went back to reading the mountain of files on my table. I could never get a break from work

ign the cooperation between the two packs," Ronan replied as

g married? Why would I need to sign a cooperation agreement? It's not a merge

't mates."

enemy pack, and according to the information I got, James' only daughter was Raider's mate, and he had just broken off their bond the day of her parents' execut

round the Greenforest park , with River being at the center. As the alpha king of the werewolf race, I have seen and experienced all

as more territory than the Green Forest, so that should not be their mot

I stated, and Ronan nodde

mells too fishy. First, James was plotted against. They were obviously removing the threat,

n all history. He could not even see through such a minor sc

ond brother recently. So I'm guessing they are planning something together, and to get it,

tly. I guess he has been busy trying to build forces against me, but does he think having both Silvercrest and Green Forest together will be able to deal

y that he wants to use them to get rid of the rogue in that part of the kingdom and then use them to raise his influenc

ding in a week; prepare ever

enings between those two in the meantime," Ronan rep

back next week, and she's saying something about finding the perfect wife for you. I don't kno

‡

large banquet hall of the Greenforest park. Cheers of applause and whispers of praise accompanie

led me to my seat, where the rest of his people were already waiting. They all bo

eplied monotonously, acknowledging each one of them with a slight

all went tense. River stepped forward with his head bowed. "I'm sorry, but the pack no longer has a beta."

oxicating scent of bloodstained rose drifted into my nose. The peo

scent to the back of the banquet hall, where the

ucking lay your