"You're my queen, you always will be, no matter what you do," He whispers, gazing softly at me.
I arch an eyebrow. "Even if I run?"
He hesitates, giving me a disapproving look. "Even if you run."
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Harper loves her life. She had everything she n...
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Leon's POV
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Present-day
"Your highness, the Shadow Moon pack say they have captured a member of the Vulpes," Jerald informs me, avoiding eye contact.
My head snaps in his direction. "Who does he have?"
"Matheus."
I stiffen for a moment. Matheus is one of the highest-ranking members in the Vulpes. He has a number of crimes under his belt. Some werewolves call him the 'blood wolf' because he has so much blood on his hands.
If the Shadow Moon has him, then that means we actually have a chance of catching the Vulpes. For too long, they have been murdering innocent werewolves and taking over packs because they believe its right. They killed my own mates' parents.
"Prepare to have fifteen warriors ready to leave tomorrow," I order with hesitation. "We are going to pay a visit to Shadow Moon Pack." Jerald bows his head and heads off to make the necessary arrangements.
Alessandra decides to make herself known. Like a snake, she slithers out of her hiding place and comes into the light. Since Harper's disappearance, I have decided to keep an eye on her. Her intentions are not good.
She's a sly snake who wants to become Queen. I will never let her take Harper's crown—even if she doesn't want it, it's hers.
"Alessandra," I greet, in an even and emotionless voice. "What do you want?"
"I want to join you on your trip," She tells me, her cat-like eyes staring directly into my own.
I'd rather not have her come with me. Wherever I go, she follows. For once, I'd like to have some space from her.
But you know what they say, keep your friends close and your enemies closer.
"Why do you want to come to a wolf pack? You don't care about other wolves," I question. She presses her lips together and releases an aggravated breath. She hates it when I point out the truth. She hates that I can see through her.
