His Tea Silenced My Wolf Forever

Declan Blackwood was the youngest Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack. Everyone said that this cold-hearted Alpha worked himself to the bone day and night, carrying the entire pack on his shoulders. Our mate bond had been awakened and ignited by the Moon Goddess on the night I turned eighteen. The moment he caught my scent, even the wolf inside him had howled uncontrollably. But from the day he marked me, the gentlest words he had ever spoken to me were: "Don’t get in my way." Everything about our bonding ceremony—the Moon Goddess Priest, the Soul Moon Wine, the sacred oath scrolls—was arranged by me alone. The night before the ceremony preparations were completed, three Rogues ambushed the Northern Forest Trail. I was trapped at the edge of a cliff. One of them tore through my left shoulder with its fangs, and blood soaked through my entire hunting jacket. With the last bit of strength I had left, I reached out to him through our mind-link. He shut the connection off. A passing Warrior found me and dragged me back to the healing hut. Following his scent, I walked step by step toward his private clinic. The door was slightly ajar. Inside, Declan sat in his chair. His hands rested on a wo…

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