The First Female Alpha
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g and chained to the dungeon walls. Zyane had tried to make small talk with me but I
felt so ironic thinking that not even a week ago, I was the one being lectured about finding my potential mate and settling down for the stability of the pack. A
e I was ready to drink my own blood like a goddamned vampire t
ove or even flex my arms, the wound would start hurting like fucking crazy. It hurt too damn much, but the bet
ya's
short slumber by a c
full sleeve green sweater and black cargo pants. I already knew
floor and clutched his nose in a vain attempt to stop the blood flow. His lips were pulled back from his teeth in a snarl and Aya snarled right back at Tushaar, urging him to get back up on his feet
n the carpet," I w
d towards a dark patch forming on the red carpet of the ha
rmary and get that checked this instant. And
him a glare and another kick in the butt. "Why do I need to clean up? It was hi
e." I pointed out
't have challenge
are bound to be reckless and stupid. You're s
ut with her arms crossed over h
ck inside to sit on my bed and Aya followed me in
out. "I don't know why but my wolf ha
Aya was too young, hardly seventeen years old; she didn't need to deal with the troubles that came with a mat
much so that she hasn't transformed into her wolf yet. There was still time. But my wolf wasn't all that p
male Alpha ever again. The very existence of the bond felt like a betrayal to me and my wolf. And betrayal hurts like a bi
and I'd forgotten to get them out on time. Three days had passed since I threw them in the dungeon without any food or water. Wolves coul
s I got up from the bed
d at me confused
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act