I lay in his arms, each breath tasting of blood and snow—he was the one who slaughtered my entire clan. The silver blade was within reach, his throat just inches from my revenge. 
But he opened his eyes, those silver-gray depths locking onto my knife. The silver burned my palm as he pinned me beneath him, forcing bitter moonbane down my throat. His fingers traced the "traitor" brand seared into my chest. "Scars fade," he whispered. That tenderness cut deeper than any hatred ever could.

 Loving the Alpha Who Killed My Pack 

Sophia's POV
Howls echoed across the valley as dawn broke over Cliff Outpost. I pressed my face to the cold glass, watching Ethan's warriors gear up for patrol. The hunters had been hitting us hard lately.
Cameron burst through the doors, face grim. "I'm leading this one," he told the warriors.
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Chapter 8