Austin POV

My mother’s eyes burned with the kind of cold authority I’d grown up around.

“The necklace,” she began, her tone almost reverent, “belongs to the Alpha King’s daughter. If you marry her, you’ll become the next Alpha King, and more importantly, you’ll prevent the Crescent Clan from returning.”

I blinked, her words echoing in my mind. “The Crescent Clan?”

She nodded. “The very same bloodline that nearly destroyed our kind. This tournament, is part of a larger ...