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d more. More proof. More information. I needed to

et inside the

affing agency, creating a fake identity-Hope, a human desperate for work. A small cash bribe, wired from

oils over my skin and clothes. The strong herbal scent would mask my own unique wolf essence,

mirror, I saw a stranger. Not Elara, the lost heir. Not the future Luna. Just Hope,

a monument to their betrayal, funded by my pack's money. I was assigned to c

oto of her and Kaelen. They were posed formally, like a true Alpha and Luna. A 'couple photo' meant to declare their bond to the

kroom, I found my chance. A young wolf, barely older than me, was wiping down the cou

, my voice careful

"Oh! Yes. The elders a

igning ignorance as I

d, leaning in conspiratorially. "He oversees the gallery's business

ran cold.

uests from other packs here all the time. Important Alphas and Lunas. S

hter she always wanted. What did that m

apped up. Kaelen walked in, holding Leo's ha

a rag, pretending to be absorbed in cleaning a displ

s voice was a sharp whine. "I'm tired of sharing

s future, it all depends on her. On her status as the White Wolf heir. Once she's fully bonded to me,

oodline. For an heir. The

g towards the exit, keeping my he

ou

d with power. An Alpha'

y back sti

your scent," he gro

senses were a thousand times sharper than a

hidden, givin

und," he

feeling like they we

istible force of the Alpha's Command. It vibrated through

und. And take off