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She spent her whole life training to become a leader—even disguised herself as a man to get into a werewolf academy. But she unexpectedly caught the eye of the South Pack's cold-blooded Alpha. He swore he'd uncover her secret no matter the cost... and as tensions rose, everything spiraled out of control. ===== "A woman cannot lead a pack," my father, Alpha Darious Nightbane, declared coldly, standing before the gathered Council and warriors at the final trial of the Heir Selection Ceremony. I stood, breathless and bl**died, having just defeated the last of the contenders in front of a crowd that expected a new leader to rise. I had won. Fairly. Decisively. But it didn't matter. Not to him. In my wolf form, I had towered over the last fallen candidate, my claws pressed firmly to his throat, not enough to k**l, but enough to make him submit. The crowd had fallen silent, every gaze locked onto me. I stood at the center of the grand arena, still in my wolf form, tall, lean, and bl**d-smeared, my white coat streaked with dust and crimson. My breathing was steady, controlled, the silence around me heavy with judgment. Across the room, my father's cold, commanding black eyes found mine. But I didn't blink. "Why?" My voice rang out, sharp and unwavering, "I defeated every candidate. I earned this." I was Seraphina Nightbane, the only child of the Alpha of the North. No one questioned him. No one dared. Although I always had. My father's jaw clenched, his expression hardening but there was a flicker in his eyes. Regret, maybe. Or something dangerously close to it. "Because it's tradition," he said, quieter at first, then louder as if he needed the conviction to hold. "Only men can lead a pack. That is the law. Women...were born to follow. To obey. Not to rule." He looked away for the briefest second, then snapped his gaze back to mine. "This law has guided our kind for generations, and it will remain so. Tradition is not up for debate." I was born of his bl**d, Alp
