SUBMISSION TO THE ALPHA

rabella's curves almost perfectly. I had sketched her so many times, but nothing like this. Nothing with her naked. Nothing with her fingers in her pussy. Nothing with he

rs." I gazed into the thin file on my desk that had the name of every senior graduating this year, except Arabella's and handed it to him. "You can look through it... but I doubt there will be anyone that suits your needs." Lie. Ryker took the file, sat back, and crossed his arms over his chest. Tattoos of Moonflowers, the ocial flower of our Moon Goddess, covered his forearms. Each one represented a rogue he killed to help keep the werewolf packs safe. Each one was a reason that I didn't want him to know about Arabella's superior abilities. "All of our wolves are average," I said. Lie. Lie to protect her from joining a group of Lycans who fought against blood-thirsty, handsy, filthy rogues every day. Lie to protect her from him. After placing the file back down on my mahogany desk, Ryker kicked one ankle onto his knee and locked his hands together. "Which one is the most skilled fighter?" I gazed at Cayden and shook my head. "Derek, probably." Another lie. My sister Jane walked into the room. "Derek? Hell no. Arabella kicks his ass every day in gym class." "Why aren't you at school, Jane?" I asked through clenched teeth. She was going to ruin everything for me. Everything that I worked so hard to hide for the past three years. Ryker gazed at her, his eyes lingering on her hips. I growled under my breath. What a fucking pig. It disgusted me the way he looked at any women, especially after the rumors of what he did to Michelle-his supposed mate. I stood up from my desk and hurried to her, snatching her by the elbow. "What would Mom and Dad think about you skipping school?" I asked, trying to talk some sense into her. "Don't use that card on me," she