The Alphas' Angel

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nly do that if we work with the towns on our borders. It's an hour out of our week to hear their issues and report to t

by his enemies trying to destroy his name. He was known as the Alpha who killed first and asked quest

mplaints of the humans in this town tiresome and futile. If they were too weak to defend the

ing each of their strengths and weaknesses as they filed passed. The room filled quickly, turning my attention to my Father, who looked every bit the alpha male that he

g about the repairs made to the building we stood in and how impressed he was with the craftsmanship and care that had gone into the renovation. Thanking the residents for honou

ugh the hall, my attention twisted t

nd then interrupt it" I growled inwardly to my wolf Archer who was w

w stiffened watching the petite redhead stroll in, suitcase in toe and two town members on either side of her, narrowing my eyes at the wheel that squeaked with each movement it made. Her arm was linked with an older wom

took all my strength to fight him back; tightening my jaw and trying to breathe slowly, I watched her interact

My wolf

I quizzed Archer confused at his impulsive behaviour. "I have n

hrough my eyes. Suddenly, I could feel anger ripple off him, and it took me a second

gh my head, causing me to wince as

ting to rage as he dropped his arm around her; a growl rumbled from my

ruin today." I tried to soothe his anger, failing miserably. I o

staying present; I could feel him watching her through my eyes. I just prayed the stupid male would keep his h

unced around her neck, falling loose from its restraints, but her eyes shone like enormous emeralds. Sensing me eyeing her, that gorg

m her ensured that he did as she wished. Clearly not getting the hint! Running his thumb over her blush like he was some sort of God, whispering in her e

at me, even my father, who had at some point started talking again; when did that happe

spect and continue to talk to your

er added in my mind

." I ste

added, his eyes shining with sarcasm;

mn, as he draped his arm back around her, all the eyes on her returning to the front

ing my rage meet his at the

of us spending the next hour imagining way