Dawn broke over the territory. The first morning of my mated life. The first sunrise with bond thrumming beneath my skin. With Ronan's emotions mixing with mine. With Lucian's acceptance warming everything. With—
With everything finally, perfectly right.
But the peace didn't last.
Messengers arrived before breakfast. Multiple. From different territories. All bearing similar messages. All saying—
"We felt it," the first said. From Silverfen. Voice respectful. Awed. "The power. Last night. The bond completing. The—" He swallowed. "The surge that lit the sky. That made every Alpha, every wolf, every supernatural creature for miles feel—" He stopped. "Feel supremacy. Real supremacy. Not claimed. Earned."
"We're here to witness," another said. From northern mountain clans. "To acknowledge. To—" He knelt. "To pledge. If you'll have us. If—if the Alpha of All Alphas will accept our loyalty."
