To be werewolf is to claim power—if you're male.

Females are expected to be breeders. They're also rare and therefore highly sought after.

But none are as coveted as the Lost Princess of Howling Sky.

With her tremendous moonlight, she will end the Prime War by becoming the mother of an unstoppable generation.

Werewolves will rise. Vampires and humans will fall.

Caspian needed to challenge Philip for his own reasons. Philip was his father after all.

"We gotta toughen you up," Rodrick said gruffly, braving the silence. "You can't rely solely on moonlight to defeat the king. His power is greater than yours when combined with moonlight. You're going to have to time everything just right and use some real fighting skills in that Alpha Challenge. Use the king's own strength against him."

Rodrick pushed off the pillar he was leaning against and stood tall. His arms were folded, muscles bulging, veins large and defined. I stared at his coiling tattoos and brown skin, enjoying the sight. I fantasized about him touching me, holding me with those powerful arms. When I looked up, I noticed he was staring at me, green eyes piercing. I wondered if he read my thoughts.

"Train me, too," I requested. "With how often I find myself without moonlight lately, I definitely need to learn your skills."

Rodrick gave me his lopsided smirk. "As you wish."

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