The Alpha’s Hidden Heirs by Avery Rose

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Gamma Storm looked stunned by my actions, his disbelief written all over his face. I chose to ignore his reaction, focused instead on what I was doing. Calmly, I placed the knife back into the first–aid kit and pulled out a pair of scissors to hold the cotton ball.

After pressing the cotton ball against my bleeding palm to soak it with my blood, I leaned closer and gently patted it onto the wound on his neck.

He groaned, the pain evident in his voice as the healing process began. My blood was working, but it wasn’t a painless remedy.

softly, my tone

there, his expression unreadable, watching me with a piercing, analytical gaze. Finally,

for a moment, meeting his eyes. His doubt was clear, but I

replied. “I saw your wound while passing this room and felt guilty. I hurt you during the war, and you were only trying to

brother disrespected my Alpha and tried

as I finished tending to his wound, placing the blood–soaked cotton aside. My eyes met his calmly. “I could have killed your Alpha

all wrong. Being a head Alpha isn’t the same as being a normal Alpha. It takes years of rigorous training to become a head Alpha. They carry the weight of an entire pack

wolf may have been large, powerful even,

did was wrong. You don’t have to remind me of that. Your Alpha isn’t doing a bad thing by winning the pack. He’s just

from a man who finds out he

racing. Was I the one at fault? During our divorce, didn’t Kane tell me he

really so

opened my mouth to respond, my voice hesitant. “Storm,

the room filled with the