The Alpha's Claims

ve been a detonator, ticking down to her inevitable destruction. She re

r fingertips. The walls of her tiny apartment seemed to close in around her, suffocatin

Alpha of the Sil

d: Stay away from wolves. They'll take everything. And she had-until Cassian. He was everything she had sworn to avoid: comm

oil. There was no denying the bond between her and Cas

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ck: Sien

hiding her wolf nature from the world. Her mother, once mated to a rogue who abandoned them, had instilled a deep distrust of pac

d between towns, avoiding any place with too many wolves. But loneliness had a way o

en nursing a drink, her thoughts a storm of regret and exhaustion, when she felt him. The moment Cassian walked in, the air shif

t had been a blur of heat and inevitability, their con

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ending her heart into her throat. It wasn't polite

m the other side of the door. Smooth, comma

ling. She didn't need to check the peephole to know who it was

arder this time. "Don't

With a shaky sigh, she unlocked the door, barely cracking it open before it was pu

an intensity that made her chest tighten. He was wearing a dark jacket and boot

ut sharp. His gaze dropped to the crumpled paper in

gs refused to move. "It's nothing," she s

Nothing?" he echoed, taking a deliberate step t

ut her defiance flared. "I don't h

f his wolf in his storm-gray eyes m

against the wall. His hands came up, bracketing her head as he leaned in, his body mere in

his voice a low rumble that

rambled. She turned her face away, clu

liding down the wall to brush against her arm. His fingers were warm, deliberate, and impossib

with infuriating ease. She reached out to grab it back, but he caught

he lifted the paper, his storm-gray eyes scanning the

able, but his eyes burned with intensity. "You're preg

ffocating. "It doesn't change anything," she said quickly, her v

s curving into a slow, predatory

ough her defiance felt fragile

teady thrum of his heartbeat. "You're carrying my heir," he said, his voice softening slightly

erate, soothing gesture that confused her as much as it infuriated her. "I'm

until his lips brushed against her temple. His voice was a low growl, dark and intima

her body responded to him. Her wolf stirred under his dominance, torn between defiance

k, his touch both firm and tender. "You can fight it all you want," he said softly, his storm-gray e

r, anger, and something she couldn't name. She wanted to push him away, t

eaving no room for argument. He released her ha

ched. "You c

d into a smirk as he turned towa