Chapter 8

Alex

By late morning, the same page had been open in front of me for twenty minutes, and I still had no answers.

I had come to the Royal Archives because of what happened at dinner. The broken glass. The heat beneath my skin. The silver that Weston had hidden beneath his hands before anyone else could see it.

We had barely made it away from the courtyard before we were summoned by the Alpha King to his study. Roland had introduced me to Mooncrest’s chief physician, Dr. Bennett, who had already spoken with the doctor from Blackridge and reviewed the notes about my strange reaction to silver. After asking about the surges of power, he and Roland had explained that both my parents were Alphas, while my mother came from one of the old lunar bloodlines of the northern territories.

Then Bennett had said the one thing I h