ra
ot your
y air of the office, a desperate li
iling windows. Instead, the suffocating storm of wet earth and sharp cedar thickened, and Ka
ssive weight of his presence only magnified. "Negotiations are over
y chest. "I can't. I have to
his tone flat but laced with an undeniable, crushing weight,
e. My wolfless body had no defense against it. Any verbal rebellion died in my throat. Trembling, I lowered my
ls. Before the doors could close, they slid open again on the 40th floor. T
dn't hear the frantic Mind-Link exchange between them-the curse of being wolfless-but I didn't need to. Their nostrils flared, taking in the suffoc
ing. In this mirrored box, I was a public spectacle, a wolfless Omega brand
es practically fled, replaced by Elias Vance. The Pack's Beta
still desperately clutching my collar, briefly catching the angry red burn on my wrist from th
gn department, Ms. Vance?" Kaelen mocked so
y, he leaned in. "Your ta
agged slowly, deliberately over the dark, bruised bite mark hidden beneath the wool. A violent jolt of electr
ce a low, possessive growl meant only for me. "Don'
intervention, but the Beta stood like a marble statue, his eyes fixed straight ahead.
nt. The silence was heavy, broken only
toward me, forcing my back flat against the cold mirror. "You deny our bond t
ng with dark intent. "These are very poor moves, little wolf. All your defian
ors slid open, revealing the cavernous, dimly lit underground garage. Wa
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