After My Mate Betrayed Me, The Lycan Prince Stepped In

Synopsis

I had been waiting for this moment my entire life. Not in the vague, hopeful way that most she-wolves wait — I mean I had been counting. Marking time against it. Every birthday that passed without my wolf stirring, every Pack Run where I stood at the edge of the tree line in human form while the others shifted and disappeared into the dark, every careful smile I held in place when someone asked, with that particular brand of Silverfang politeness that is really just cruelty wearing good manners — "Still nothing, Sabrina?" Still nothing. Until tonight. The Come of Age Ceremony was held in the Silverfang great hall, the same way it had been held for every generation before mine. Candles everywhere. The Alpha's dais draped in silver and deep green. Pack members pressed three rows deep along the walls, their faces warm and expectant, because a Come of Age Ceremony is the kind of event that makes everyone feel like something sacred is about to happen. For most of them, it already had.