ana

was writhing on the floor, his fingers clawing at

-link. It was a sound of pure, unadulte

slammed the iron ga

mb pain where my soul used to be attached to his. I felt lightheaded, th

ated healing process unique to the White Wolf bloodline. T

ing to her knees beside him. "

nderstand. She was a regular wolf; she couldn't compr

raised a shaking hand

dy despite the throbbing ache

mean, Ms. David.

avy double doors of t

n. They weren't warri

anked by four massive Gamma wolv

the study. She surveyed the chaotic scene-Dustin gasping on the floor,

thing," she ord

ter clicking rapidly as he cataloged my injuries and

er of the living room, where the Obsidian Pa

ce himself upright. The rejection pain comes in waves; he

what's min

heavy iron poker from the firep

outed, his voice ragged.

lt on lies,"

polished black onyx I had bought for him three years ago-and leveraged

elled, scrambling bac

a silk handkerchief for my split lip. "But the security system? The cameras? The

ights in the house

backup engaged, bathing us a

ization finally dawning through hi

of a normal wolf, but the pure,

fted instantly. It wasn't just Alpha dom

" I sai

u broke the covenant. Now,

urniture, the oil paintings

the movers. "If my name i

a Command. But his voice cracked mid-shout. Without a Mate, an Alpha i

I said, dropping the heavy onyx tile

mover, my expressio

edroom," I commanded. "I

. That was the ultimate insult,

e?" he w

tch