The Alpha's Sweet Obsession

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if I’d shifted yet, or to berate me for being an absolute fai

f North America’s largest wolf pac

I knew I’d gone and fucked up. The problem was I couldn’t for the life of me figure out what I’d done this time. Oth

e. Because a Fallon never shows fear. A Fallon would never dare to arrive at a meeting with her Alpha with fear spiking her

ading straight for my grandfather’s office. Before walking in, I kn

up from his work before

ttempting to crawl up my throat. I’d been trained long ago that there was only one acceptable answer. Staring st

and before giving me a once-over tinged with disgust. Tossing the papers onto the open file f

wha

Ravenscroft University

nd up at Ravenscroft. The equivalent of graduate school for the supernatural elite, Ravenscroft was wh

miles between me and this place. Not to mention between me and the series of never-endin

think it was, this was a gift. I knew b

randfa

turning the brilliant gold of the beast hidden b

ng outside for the car when it arrives to take you to the airport tomorrow, or I drag you through o

ered how I was granted admissio

e only places on earth where shifters, vampires, and all other supernatural kinds were forced to set aside their centuries-long blood feud

and claim his territory for their own. It was growing harder to hide my shortcomings, though. At twenty-three, I was well past shifting age, and people were starting to snif

but you're still a Fallon. That name means something, so don’t go getting any ideas about dragging it thro

won’t let you down. W

if it tried,” I grumbled as my driver

or a more discreet entrance?” the driver asked, his posh British accent

on my way to freedom. There was

two weeks after the year started. I don’t need

good,

building was higher. Spires soared toward the sky, reminiscent of the stereotypical Dracula’s castle Hollywood always got wrong. Maybe they used this place as inspiration?

nsecrated until the earth wept the blood of the covenant. Which was why the Families had one common go

lowed was waiting. Her long blonde fell to her waist and was shot through with gold highlights. Every time she moved, the

we’re already off

d came around to my side, holding open my d

rly pinned me to the pavement. What kind of creature was she? I reached out with my senses to get a feel for exactly what she was. Not a human, not

ce rather than make a spectacle of yourself.” Her velvety voice, with its Frenc

ed on her heels and headed for the doors, which

dy in your

s and bags I’d brought with me were gone, along with

n to work together. You’ll find no trolls in our dungeon. You should count yourself among the lucky to even have a place here. Especially”—she looked me over—“considering

s mean everyone knew? “I have a wolf. S

ll see. Now, come along. Mo

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flat

g a room wi

ide? That can be arranged.” “No. It’s fin

sure you, having someone to show you the rope

being trapped in a labyrinth of never-ending halls until she stopped at a tall door and opened it, revealing another building ac

e again in my life. Kingston Farrell. Son of the Farrell pack Alpha and futu