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ung to the hard, sculpted planes of his chest and slid down the ridges of his abdomen. He was a breathtaking sculpture of masculine power, every line of his body honed for v

ropping to the floor. I couldn't look at him.

ck rug. He went to a crystal decanter on a side table and poured himself a measure of amber

. The Beta, Zane Blackwood, was back. He stood respectfully at the threshol

eyes cold and unreadable over the rim of the gla

you commanded, the body has been fed to the beasts in the forest.

ere talking about the owner of the

the complete eradication of a man and his lineage. "Good. Make sure they hav

so, regarding the Rogue prob

Send the Gamma with a warrior unit. Find their den and burn it. Leav

hing, but I couldn't block out the sound of his voice. He was a king built on a foundation of blood and bone. This was how he ruled, how he maintained his iron gri

ow. I heard him issue orders about trade routes, about reinforcing patrols, about a dis

s flickered to me, then back to Kaelen, a silent quest

ed walking toward me, his movements slow and deliberate, like a predator approa

with terror. What now? What fres

from his skin. He drained the rest of his whiskey in one swallow, then set

ing, layered over his own unique scent. That scent... it terrified me, but deep in my belly, a strange, traitorous flutter started. My inner wolf, which

t, and the contradiction clearly annoyed him. He didn't understand his own

of annoyance on his Alpha's face. I saw him tens

d a hand at Zane, a silent dismissal. The Beta bowed his head. "Alpha." He bac

. "Alpha, there's a suspicious herb recovered from the spies on the bo

a dismissiv

ver eyes fell on me once more, that suffocating sensat

nd more menacing than before. I

ared at me, his expression a mask of cold indifference. Then, h

e he