Maxwell
“Who is her husband?” I asked the woman.” She flinched, at the sound of my voice. I could smell fear in her demeanour.
“He is a Alpha,” she said. But I furrowed my brows, waiting for her to continue. “He is the Alpha of Blue moon Pack. Alpha Farrell.”
“Alpha Farrell?” I asked. Although the question was directed more to myself. So, he is the one I will be sharing my mate with?
“Send for her husband, and be quick about it,” I commanded, my voice trembling yet still carrying the weight of authority. My heart raced as if it knew something ominous lay ahead.
“Yes, Your Majesty,” the older woman replied, bowing deeply before scurrying off.
I turned to Cross, my trusted Beta. His calm demeanor had always been my anchor in moments of chaos. “Cross, follow her. Make sure he understa
