Malrik POV

Ysolde’s swollen eyes shimmered with unspent tears as she dropped to her knees before me, neck bared in submission. Her voice quivered when she spoke, every word thick with terror and desperation.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, Alpha,” she whispered, her voice breaking beneath the weight of her confession. “I only wanted to survive. You can see for yourself I have no abilities…” The tears she had tried to hold back spilled freely, streaking down her cheeks, stripping ...