The blood running in your veins is that of a hunter.
The blood running in your veins is that of a hunter.
The blood running in your veins is that of a hunter.
A hunter
A hunter
A hunter
The words echoed inside her brain as Arin tried to digest this new information. She vaguely remembers about hunters as told by Sophi even though Mimi scolded her when she would tell Arin about the century old tales of wars, she once thought of as myths.
No, they are not just myths, Arin.
Could that blood be the reason she was mated to not one but three Alphas ? No, not just any alphas, Royal Alphas.
Maybe !
But aren't they supposed to be strong, like superhumans of some sort ?
Father must have mistaken it, I am not strong. If I would have been, my babies ...
No, no Arin don't go there.
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