Abandoned by All, Until the Mad Alpha Claimed Me

he

ving through my blood, and I had

hel

he air like a whip crack,

, shame and panic flooding in where w

sly--at a man I had never met,

My father's voice trembled with a mixture

as a

of me, but of the man

ng, brought the realit

er. The legendary Alp

dead in the eyes like

What ha

I knew well, the one that lived in my c

h me. I caught myself, bit down hard

tery and desperation he reserved for people he needed. "This is Ophelia--my d

ticed

Is she not? Entirely worthy

ri

was hi

sound--a quiet, contemptuo

so effortless, that it conveyed

ar still gripping my throat--something

een made to feel small, was bei

I dropped my gaze and inclined my head in the direction o

look away,

t resonated somewher

felt it before I regi

leather and something untamed, something that

look up. I

e silence before I

usband is her authority--she ought not to hold the gaze

ric said,

wo

everal degrees, and I watched from beneath my la

the flat certainty of someone who has never needed to ra

. Not

ike something being set righ

examined them, almos

made that dist

ession shifted--the practiced warmth curdling beneath t

ideways glances. I heard the faint sou

, moving to smooth things over with the efficiency o

" A courtier near the back had apparently found mor

sto

turned his head a

s all.

kward, pressing himself toward the wal

of authority--not the cultivated power my father wielded

The dominance of a creature that ha

t. "You offer a woman as a bargaining chip to buy yourselves peace, and then

on his feet with his sword half-dra

oldiers di

rried, and the air became the kind of ta

e center of something about to become a cata

aised o

nd d

e. No re

n the room took a measured step back i

ollowed was a diff

way that very powerful things are often quiet--not because the forc

his." He turned toward me. "I'd like to speak with the

emed to hol

she w

heard it perfectly, and the pr

nts had never been load-bearing. They had be

it in front

t me before I saw them--that particular p

enty years of reading them corr

ly what they w

away fr

id not glance at my father for permission.

en palm, and I pla

oved through me like a current,

hall's exit without a

eason against the person I had spent

heir heads as we passed--the same refle

n Alric

--not forward, not beside me, but be

w, but the edges of it had changed. "You know thi

and stare

d this was a test, or a trick, or a performance f

though the answer gen

e that. Not once. N

I steadied it. "The gar

e faintest incline of his h

the open air, and I tried to remember the last time anyon

oul

that had been compressed and still an

ed, almost too

could be