***Nova***
I stood in front of the mirror, the weight of my disguise heavy on my shoulders. The boyish clothes clung to my frame in a way that made me feel alien in my own skin. The dark fabric contrasted sharply with my long, dark hair, which I kept pushed back under a cap. The name "King Zeek" echoed in my mind. A title I had adopted to navigate this new reality, but inside, I was still Nova — a female Lycan in a world that saw power in a male figure.
Chase’s words rang in my ears as I paced my room, anxiety churning in my stomach. “You have an Alpha-only gathering, Nova. They will discuss pack issues and other things.” My heart raced at the thought of facing my mate, Alpha Ceaser of the Steele pack, and possibly shattering the delicate façade I had woven around my true identity.
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