The man at the end of the aisle is impossible to miss, his back to me as he speaks with one of his own clan. I can only assume he is Alpha Merikh and my skin grows cold. My idle hands smooth the bodice of my dress as I try to focus on my erratic breathing, my nerves frayed as I march down the aisle toward potential doom. Each step brings me frighteningly closer to the mountain of a lycan.

I lick my lips, ready to give him the speech I whipped up, but I freeze as he turns to face me fully, my breath catching in my throat and eyes growing wide. I am utterly distracted by his looks. Eyes as green as emeralds, a facial structure carved by the heavens and an imposing aura that entraps you, draws you in. And much to my surprise, no scar marks his perfect face. I tilt my head, confused.

This can’t be Alpha Merikh. I’ve heard stories of the Alpha of Death and the scars that have kept him hidden for years. But this guy…this guy is ethereal. He is handsome in the truest form; he is literal perfection. How am I supposed to tell him his Alpha is being stood up?

“You do not look like the picture provided,” he says, his eyebrow arched in curiosity.

“You are not Alpha Merikh.” I say, dumbfounded. He looks amused, shoving his hands into his pockets, rocking

back on his feet.

“No?” He asks and I furrow my brows.

“I mean, are you…Alpha Merikh?” I whisper,

“You do not think I am, so I must not be,” He answers with a shrug and I feel a wave of relief come over me.

“I need you to give a message to your Alpha, or take me to him to deliver it myself. But it is urgent.” I rush out.

“I can deliver a message.”

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“His contracted mate will not attend the ceremony.” I tell him.

“Are you telling me that the treaty is dead?” He asks.

“No! No, they are going to find him a new mate. A better one.” I squeak out, looking around for Alpha Bentley, praying he hurries up before Alpha Merikh makes his way out expecting to start a ceremony that isn’t happening. at least not yet.

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“And who could be better than the Alpha’s daughter?” He raises a brow.

“Anyone would be better than Leslie.” I mutter under my breath.

choose a mate of my own liking.” He offers. I stare at him horrified that he heard me then his words settle in and my horror turns

whisper, awareness trickling down my spine as I force myself to meet his amused gaze. I just spoke like

asks, a cocky

hands, unsure of how to act in the presence of royalty. Am I

scars?” he leans forward, whispering. “I have

am clothed.” He winks

to me. I’m not sure I have ever been happy to see this man but right now is an exception as he pulls Alpha Merikh’s attention from me. “Did you

informed me.” Merikh says, his eyes locking back on mine as if we are in some silent battle I’m

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my daughter.” Alpha Bentley rushes out,

need,” Merikh says, turning to face me once more, mischief swirling around him. “I will be choosing

mate.”

hold of my arm, dragging me away.

gasp out in shock, an arm in each man’s

taking her as my

eyebrows shooting up to my hairline as I try to process

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a growl, his eyes growing dark. “Alpha Merikh, you don’t want her, I’m not sure you realize she is a maid. She takes

do you accept my offer?” He asks

not get to speak for herself.” Alpha Bentley hisses, pushing me behind

shadow over us as his lip twitches in anger. “I will have Colette or we will have a war.

pulls me to his side, ignoring my protests. “I’m no one. I have no status. My mate rejected me.” I try like hell to get him to see he doesn’t want me. That I will eventually let him down

and I will prepare my warriors for attack. I do not have time to make you feel like I want

am nothing more than a pawn in some game. Yet the more I process his question the more

away.

the man I love raise a child with the woman whose life goal is to make my everyday literal hell. Alpha Merikh may look like an angel of death but his offer is the only one that promises me

you accept, Colette? Yes or no,” he asks once more and

chest hurting, and the room

“Excellent.”

focus because I am too stuck staring at the man who is forcing me, of all people,

to the center of the aisle where

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King, choose you, Colette, of the Black Mountain pack, to be my mate,

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