Amanda
“You better have good news for me, Nytos,” Granger growls somewhere behind me. His words whisper over a spring wind carrying ash and decay.
“The only news I have is that there’s still no sign of Alpha Ryatt or his Luna.”
My stomach clenches. I roll a smooth, white rock in the palm of my hand as the conversation continues without me.
“And Westfall?”
I look over my shoulder in time to catch Commander Nytos shake his head, his eyes downcast and solemn.
Granger chews the inside of his cheek, his green eyes sliding to mine.
I give my mate a tight smile, praying to the Goddess he can see the love behind my eyes–and the sorrow there.
“I’ve spoken to the other commanders,” Nytos continues. “The Alphas need answers, Beta. Are you the King of the Roguelands now?”
My heart skips a beat as I watc……
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