Rejected By The Traitor, Claimed By The Lycan

Davis

de my pulse hammer against my eardrums. Ho

l kick, Carmel shattered the lock on the wrought-iron g

ran down the spiral staircase, skidding to a halt in the ce

lingering metallic tang of blood from the banquet, f

a raspy, dangerous growl, as if he were stra

astic handle of my suitcase,

things. It has noth

ping back to my face, the dark golden light

w, predatory step forward. "Or sneaking back to

hinged jealousy vibrating in his to

ped, raising my voice. "We signed a business cont

ith inhuman speed. My back hit the drywall wit

nd gripped my chin, forcing my face up to meet his gaze. "From the second you

e years ago in a dark alley, where Bennet had supposedly taken three steel blades to the chest to save my li

's hand, turning my face away as

t to act like a lunat

the muscles in his jaw clenching so hard I heard his teeth grin

out of the villa, and slammed the oak door

hed in cold sweat. Outside, the Aston Martin's engine roared to life, tires screaming

y suitcase outside, threw it into the trunk o

a sharp hairpin turn, orange flames lit up the nig

e brakes, threw my car into park,

eel guardrail. Its front hood was crumpled like tin foil a

rme

noring the scorching heat waves,

its hinges, flying through the air before clattering onto the

d frozen in my tracks, the torn flesh knitted itself back together right before my eyes

apex-tier Alpha possessed cellular regeneration that f

brow, his dark eyes fixing on my pale face as h

Bento

rderous Lycan thrashing inside my skull. The mere scent of Bennet in that villa had nearly pushed me i

ate Mind-Link, projecting my thoughts directly to my head of

Canyon Road in ten minutes. Scrap th

s voice echoed ins

ssenger door of Ayla's cramped, beat-u

stared at me in shock, I leaned my head back aga

softly. "Back to