sia

ors and vaulted ceilings of the grand hall. The

oak banister, maintaining my position on the upper s

man standing half-hidden behind him. I stared specific

. "Valentina is pregnant," he announced, his voice carrying the fi

ders hitched up, and a small, pathetic sob escaped

ed in automatically. I bypassed her fake tears and scanned the bare skin

ed my stare and deliberately reached up, pulling the collar of her

thy scoff esc

t in the pin-drop silence of the

w clenched tight. He was the Alpha of Silver Creek; he was not used to his authority

against Santino's side. She buried her face in h

, my voice ringing out clear and steady. "Article f

gasped softly. Several of them exch

sidence within the central pack house," I stated, reciting th

of color, then flushe

, and agreed with every decision he made. He thought he owned my obedience. He had no

athless whine. Her hands flew to her fla

thick arm securely around her waist, pulling her flush a

brown of his irises vanished, replaced by the

of pine, usually crisp and clean, turned sharp and suffoc

e by one, their knees hit the marble floor. They curled into thems

nto my shoulders. It felt like a solid bloc

y was already weak. My knees buckled slightly. My thigh muscles tre

her so hard my jaw ached. I curled my finger

d. I pushed down with all my remaining s

lders back. I would die before I let my kne

t that I was still standing only fueled his r

absolute maximum output of his Alpha aura, dire

A sharp, metallic taste coated my ton

voice a deep, vibrating growl

before I strip you of