THE ALPHA'S OBSESSIONs

her clinging to a statue of her

oves toward Trey, like a predator unaware she's being watched. I can't help but recall Liora's re

Something about her made Lior

us." Her shrill voice cuts through me like glass. "Look at the pathet

"She's not your toy, not your slave. Alpha Trey, I suggest you

re you! If anyone's disobedient, it's that rat in the corner!" Rat?

your mate didn't tell you everything." I wave Eric forward. From un

your help?" His m

acts." I shove the paper int

while I hang back, watching Liora. "You're more than welcome to join us y

low. "Those are

r blue eyes stay fixed downward, fingers clutching her bag like it's life itself. Th

will it

etween the door and the offi

offer my hand.

atch the glares she earns from Trey and

whisper, brushing

, rigid, ey

er. "She doesn't have

amused. "Sitting

ll relief. Aero paces in my head. He wants her out of this

"you tell your mate to keep her

?" The room seethes. No one likes being told what to do. But he

ts, hes

ey snaps. "The sooner s

ead the contr

n without reading, throwing the

t." His mate scre

the idiots behind. But the contract is ironcla

aving before I

hates them as much as they hate her. At the open door, she hesitates, staring at the limo. "Come." Eric and Jenson flank her, cu

ough her veins. Her face scrunches as I measure her. No

to say somethin

rey's garbage. Speak fr

lips from the band meant to hold it. She's protec

. When I mark you, I'l

widen, disbelief wri

ocked. Pink lips parting, hesita

uncertain. Her scent is strange... intoxicating. My wolf Aero

cing composure. If Trey had read the contract, he'd know: she is my bride, not a slave. Any i

pers. "Why would someone l

ting through my

bility.

lood stain where I touched her. "In

t's there." Forget? Impossible. Aero panics. Less t

reverse

ow

" she

you refuse, I wi

. "Can we go so

ic. She keeps focus slightly

," Aero

follows. The scent of blood intensifies. Already w

r dress... only near the large bloodstain. Everything

fine," sh

ingers tear buttons. Sports bra, panties worn. Bruises everywhere. Whip scars. Hip bones, ribs pro

arances. Guests cannot see. Planned for months. Sh