The Alpha King's Claimed Breeder

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drumming of the rain and the squelch of my boots in the mud. I held my bags close to my chest and quickened my pace, my he

breath catching in my throat. Slowly, I forced myself to turn around and stare in

myself, shaking my head. "It's ju

nger being alone out here in the dark and the rain. Swallowing hard, I broke into a run, my bags banging against my legs as I ran for home, praying I was just

ach splashing footfall. I risked a glance over my shoulder and my blood turned to ice. Something huge and dark was bounding after m

error. And then it dawned on me. I was being chased by a werewolf. I ha

e girl," I heard

er! But my feet tangled together and I went sprawling onto a bunch o

g form blocking out the lamplight. A werewolf, covered in shaggy black fur. My body racked wit

wolf whisper. I could see the snarl that emitted from his razor-sh

wolfless and could no

e here, torn apart by a monster, my blood mingling with the rain. I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling a

never

e black one in a furious tangle of fangs and claws. They rolled across the street in a vicious blur of combat, snarling and snapping. The big newcomer seemed to have the upper

rippled through every line of its body, raw and barely contained. I could feel the force of its presence pressing against my skin like a physical t

, but fear and fascination held me in place. Some primal part of me sensed that this was no

laser intensity. The breath seized in my lungs. I felt stripped bare, my soul laid open and vulnerable beneath that hard stare. Time seemed to stop, the world narrowing down

away from the wolf's, a scream building in my throat. I whirled and ran, not daring to look back.

e first wolf had almost killed me, but somehow, impossibly, I'd been saved. Th

s were turned on, signaling that people were inside. I sighed as trepidat