Her gaze drifted to the silver-eyed Alpha at last.
“You,” she said softly, breaking the silence. “You never gave your name.”
The Alpha inclined his head, a gesture of old respect rather than submission.
“Aurelian Hoffman,” he answered, his voice low, resonant, carrying the weight of centuries.
The name settled into the air like a promise.
Seven Alphas.
Seven bonds tugging at her soul.
And the moment where destiny stopped chasing her, and waited for her to speak.
Alicia straightened, her expression calm but resolute.
“Good,” she said quietly. “Then let’s talk. All of you.”
Because this time, there would be no running.
Alicia drew a steady breath, her hands clasped lightly before her as she faced the seven Alphas.
“Last night,” she said, her voice calm but carrying undeniable aut
