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The Supreme Alpha's Companion
Prologue: The Weight of Eternity
The world holds secrets, woven in shadows and whispers that humanity prefers to ignore. There are myths that walk, legends that hunt, and tales that have manifested in flesh and blood. Derek Salvatore was the most complex and potent embodiment of them all.
Millennia had faded for him like grains of sand in an endless desert. He was Derek: Supreme Alpha of the Lycans, heir to ancient vampiric bloodlines and indomitable master of primordial magic. A trinity of power that made him a force of nature, and also an entity of insurmountable solitude. His eyes, an amber-gold hue that seemed to have absorbed dying suns, carried the melancholy of millennia.
He had built empires, watched the birth and fall of civilizations, and ruled in the anonymity of the shadows, protecting a world that barely knew of his existence. But there was a void that all the power in the universe could not fill, a piece of his soul that echoed the absence of his Mate, his destined other half.
Tales and legends of Derek Salvatore existed in every supernatural culture-the wolf who could not be brought down, the vampire who walked the sun, the warlock whose power bent the fabric of reality. But what no one knew was that, after countless moons and seasons, the Supreme Alpha finally felt the invisible thread of fate tighten, vibrating with the promise of an end to his loneliness.
Her name whispered in his mind, a sound so sweet and new it nearly knocked him over: Alana