Stolen and Marked by the Alpha King

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ore, trying to retreat into the darkness of my own mind. But he wouldn't let me. He pulled me back, his touch, his scent, his presence an

around us, though I couldn't tell what. He leaned do

razed my ear. I was completely unprepared for it. A soft, broken whi

ashed over me. What was I

and beat weakly against his

d up and saw a cold, cruel smirk playing on his lips. He was en

thm that stole my breath and silenced my protests,

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int scent of another, lesser Alpha

ice. A low, possessive growl rumbled in my chest.

ear every sound. I leaned down, my lips brushing against the exquisitely sensitive shell of h

rs, but I knew Brennan would

ts without effort and pinned them above her head. The terror and fury in her eyes were de

mine

relentless, punishing - a

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of my stomach. The air in the suite felt stale

und my waist like a snake. "Come back to bed, B

uddenly repulsive. A strange, inexplicable

My fingers fumbled with the buttons, clumsy with an irritation

arp now, accusatory. She sat up, clutching the

The lie tasted sour in my mouth. I didn't care what Dasia thought. I pulle

restless energy thrumming under my skin

e pre-dawn silence. As I passed the closed door of the penthouse s

ewolf hearing was better. I thought I heard something. A

closer, pressing my ear against the cold,

pleasure, faint but unmistakable. And i

ring against my ribs, a frantic, panicked

tared at the polished wood as if it could give me answ

coincidence. It had to be. Elodie wouldn't have the guts. She was a wolfless, timid creature w

s a poison, seep

d to

ol metal and glass of my phone. I pulled it out, my thu

fia

ll button, my jaw tight with a terrible, sick