The Alpha Commander's Defiant Wolfless Contract Mate

Holland

my bedroom and sat down before the rusted tin mirror in the side pa

holding an ornate mahogany makeup box. Her cloyingly sweet perfume fill

e of trash like you hit the jackpot with an Alpha Commande

ingers smoothing out a r

y, spit it out. If not, clos

ed quickly behind my chair and opened the box. Inside was

dic told me exactly what it was. It was high-purity silver dust ground into the powder-for a w

ent," Brenda said, scooping up a thick layer of the poisoned powder on

necks, giggling and whispering about how an ugly, bloated

t like a striking viper and clamped around Brenda's wrist joint. I twisted

the floor and pressed the sil

as the silver touched it, and Brenda collapsed to the floorboards,

poisoned me!" Brenda howled, clawin

wder off my fingertips and loo

lver on my wedding day. Did you re

rned pale as sheets, stumbling backward several s

avy bearskin cloak, flanked by two burly warriors from her maternal clan. Without sparing a single glance

you, I'll tear this place apart!" Carie said, her

er's hands melted some

just got a taste o

he saw his niece's bloody, blistered face,

you be so vicious

wn onto the solid oak table, splitting a jagge

eta aura making Arthur choke on his breath. "She tried to use silver on a Vanguard commander

rriors grabbed the howling Brenda by her ankles

e dirt road, rattling the windowpanes. Carie reached into her bearskin coat, pulled out an family

arie whispered fiercely. "Keep it safe

adows of the hallway, his eyes bloodshot as he awkwardly shov

're wolfless," Acey muttered, wiping his face roughly with his sleeve. "When I

armored shoulder once, and climbed up the steel steps into the