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~Alaya
I couldn't do anything in the wake of his gaze. I just sat there, petrified.
It was his gaze that kept me pinned, as he drags it over my entire body. This isn't the cold Alpha I've dealt with before. He has a predators unwavering attention, almost animalistic, as he comes to stand in front of me, before he kneels down. Through his vivid golden eyes, he gives nothing away that he knows me. Nothing.
I'm just a stranger. A mortal. Like him, but I'm no Alpha.
"What are we going to do with you?" He questions coyly, tilting his head to the side. It's a game. A mental game. He's messing with me, Ben and Abby. I keep to the plan, though, seeming scared - which comes naturally - innocent and intimidated. My mi
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