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Sold me?

My mind reels.

“The alpha coming to get you is aware of your…current state. He’s told me he’ll find a way to deal with that before making you his official breeder.” Daniel’s face morphs into a twisted smile. “He’s excited to get started creating an heir as soon as possible.”

Fear shoots through my veins, cold and bitter. My words are stuck on my tongue as I try to force myself to say something—anything.

They’re going to make me get rid of my baby? Why can’t Daniel just kill me? That’s far less cruel than forcing me to kill my own child just to be forced to have someone else’s.

“W-Who?” I ask.

“His name is Nyx Calloway. I’m sure you’ve heard of him. He’s quite prolific.”

My eyes widen.

“No…” I mumble.

“He’ll be here tomorrow at dawn,” Daniel says. “We’ll have you cleaned up and ready for him. I’ll renounce you and then you’ll officially be his problem.”

The Southern King.

He’s sold me to the most ruthless alpha on this side of the country.

20

Aiden

“Your Grace? It’s time for supper.” Anais’s voice is quiet as she speaks.

I continue to stare out the window, watching as the heavy rain falls over my pack’s town. Warm lights from their houses break through the fog that’s begun to collect around the ground, making the roads appear ghostly.

In the mirror, I can see Anais shift uncomfortably in the doorway. She’s not used to being ignored, but she has no room to tell me again. She knows she’s been heard but can’t leave until I’ve acknowledged her.

A double-edged sword in agreeing to be my Luna.

“I’m not hungry,” I tell her finally.

She doesn’t say anything for a long moment, still hovering in the study’s doorway, most likely contemplating dropping it and leaving me alone or figuring out a way to coax me downstairs.

It’s a wasted effort and she’s better off spending her energy elsewhere. I have no desire to sit around a table full of my packmates and play pretend that everything is fine.

“Your Grace…perhaps I can bring something up for you here instead?”

My eyes shut slowly while I draw in a deep breath.

It’s not her fault, I have to remind myself, even if it would feel good to take my anger out on the closest person available.

“I’m fine,” I say.

My wolf has been quiet since Raine was escorted from my lands. His mourning has been heavy, even in its silence. There’s never been a time, even as early as I can remember, when I didn’t have his rambunctious energy racing inside of me.

It’s almost as if that part of me died. That day I received Raine’s letter changed everything.

I’d been worried for weeks, only to find out that it’d been wasted energy. Her lies were too unfathomable to think about, let alone try to dissect to make sense of them.

My wolf mourns his mate as I mourn the girl I thought I knew.

“Please.” Anais steps into the room, her strong scent carrying over the short distance from the doorway.

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