Alpha’s Concubine | Chapter 1

Netya had never seen the spear that hung above the hearth in her mother’s house as anything more than an ornament. That it had once been a weapon of war, used by a father she could no longer remember to fight enemies she had never seen, was just a story told by the elders around the fire.

She thought Layon looked silly carrying it over his shoulder now as he walked beside her. What did they need spears for? Nothing would happen tonight. Not to them.

Still, her mother had refused to let her stand watch over the farmlands after dark without an armed escort. Netya had no interest in watch duty.

Scaring off wild animals when she could be tucked up in bed beside the fire was the last thing she wanted to volunteer for. She had only used it as an excuse to get away from the village and spend some time alone with Layon. That was an adventure she was excited to pursue.

Ever since she had come of age the previous summer she’d begun to notice the way he looked at her, a