“Who … who am I to wed?”A small flash of guilt covered
the king’s features before he was able to recover.
“Your union will join
the royal families—joining our family to the Hales.”
Dread and sorrow sunk in Stiles’ stomach as he closed his eyes.There
was only one Hale left unharmed by the great fire that nearly wiped out
the entire royal family—the Dread Wolf of Triskelia, Crowned King Derek
Hale.
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