The Alpha’s bedroom wasn’t filled with the tenderness of a happy awakening. Instead, the stern and unyielding Alpha of the Teni looked on indifferently at the tears of a young wife, demanding that she leave his Castle. Neither her tears nor the pleas of the rejected poor thing touched his hardened heart—she was mercilessly driven out into the cold forest before dawn.
The Alpha of Grey Wolves doesn’t need a wife. But he doesn’t know that at this dawn, I—that is, an accidental Reincarnator filled with a wealth of lived experience—took my place inside his newlywed wife’s body. And I will figure out, no matter what, what they did to that poor girl—and why.