The Fierce Consort, The Alpha Prince Surrenders

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her, A

materialized in my thoughts: a grainy security photo from the party. A

file photo. The same fa

Silas continued, his tone clinical. "The residue ma

n't r

dripped from my clenched fist, staining the pristine white

He knew better

er, Grace Livingston. Her hair a cascade of rich brown, her e

nned me down while I

l and a snarl. My fist slammed into the mantel. The

voice came from th

t o

ove. "Sir,

id ge

oor c

d. My wolf was howling inside my skull, ecstatic, triumphant, demanding I go to

t.

rother Brendan to mock me. A symbol of my fall from grace in the ro

a face. A body. A scent

s my f

my fat

while I was too w

ad to m

he Carroll family would demand compensation. Brendan would have all the ammunition he nee

what she had done, because the story would destroy me. An Alpha prince, to

in that cave, and once in th

id finally, m

, Al

al gifts. The most extravagant we have. Have th

se. "

couldn't look at them anymore. "There was an incident last night. An attack on my life. My brave fiancée, Chlo

a long moment. Then,

rstood exactly

into a heroic romance. It made her a heroine i

prote

torn, why there were scratches on my back-the answer was already w

d never see th

s still embedded in my knuckles. I pulled a sha

ed woman in the territory. The perfect f

atel

make h

er love me. I would make her depend on me.

was at her happiest

d abandoned me

low, cold, and perfectly practiced. It rea

to my bleeding hand and

d aloud, my voi

in, his eyes flicking to the broken glass, th

"It's time I met my

ed from my ton

ll the way