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The Aetherion
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In a hidden world where werewolves rule the shadows, a young woman-unaware of her dormant power-stumbles into a centuries-old conflict. Fate ties her to a ruthless, dominant Alpha whose pack is on the brink of war. Both strong-willed, they clash, but their bond might be the only force capable of saving their kind.




"Kaelen-" My grandmother's voice rasped from behind me. She pushed through the press of people, silver hair wild against her usually neat bun. Her face was drawn but fierce, eyes sharper than the jeweled brooch pinned at her collar. She clutched at his arm, not mine. "She's all I have."

Something flickered across his expression-just for a second. Something raw, unmasked. He dipped his head, and though his words were low, the steel in them carried.

"On my life," he told her, "no harm will touch her."

Not I'll try. Not I'll keep her safe. On. My. Life.









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