One Night With The Cruel Alpha

Thor

escape without being seen, to melt back into the shadows where I belonged. But my luck had run ou

own to my mud-stained leggings, taking in my pale, tear-streaked face. Whispers erupted between them, pu

ar-run as I navigated the maze of corridors, desperate for the exit. I burst through t

s, but the numbers blurred into meaningless squiggles. He couldn't focus. The image of Elara'

, a low, guttural growl vibrating in his chest. It was fur

ilent room. *She's just an omega,* he told himself, the thoug

e blood from her bitten lip. He could still see the almost imperceptible limp in her gait as she'd walked away,

e Alpha King, all told him the transaction was complete. She was gone. It was ov

strated sigh, he jabbed the

oice rougher than usu

silence from the other end. "A

Ryker snapped,

utral woods a welcome promise of freedom. A black SUV, the same kind that l

d out, his face an unreadable mask. "Mis

e was going to take back the leaf. Or maybe he'd thou

oncluded," I said,

dn't change. "It is

to run, were frozen to the spot. My body, against my will,

rate, modern-looking building tucked behind a grove of trees-the pack's med

m. A she-wolf with kind eyes and silver-streaked hair

r, Dr. Aris," Leo said

smile. "Don't be nervous, dear. The

Why would the man who had treated me with such cont

. His expression was as cold and hard as ever, but his hands were clenched into

or the aches and bruises on my body. As she worked, she must have caught the faint, lingering

paper bag. Inside was a clean set of clothes-a soft grey swea

ter, a tyrant. The next, he was this... this faceless, remote car