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Author: PRESPHY
last update publish date: 2026-09-29 02:56:31

"Get into the vehicle, Darcy," Alaric Sterling said, his low, velvet voice cutting straight through the crisp, dangerous night air of the Sterling Heights border.

He didn't offer the space to anyone else. He didn't even look at Arabella Kingsley, who was practically vibrating with desperate, silent rage near the grand iron gates of The Silver Fang Club.

I didn't blink. I stood my ground on the damp obsidian pavement, my heavy leather jacket wrapped around my shoulders, my full, curved frame imp
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  • Banish Me, Alpha: The Human Prey Is an Alpha   76

    "Where is Director Shaw?" I demanded, stepping over the fallen executioners as Alaric systematically cleared the remaining guards near the transport vehicles."He dragged Dr. Warren into the lower vault!" Landon yelled over the deafening roar of gunfire. "He brought a heavy containment chest! He knows about the Zetro Vesper serum you synthesized from the dragon-root! He's trying to force her to unlock the primary vault before the Citadel enforcers cut off his escape route!"My blood ran ice-cold. "Landon, cover the upper catwalks. Ellis, take Alaric's flank and lock down the perimeter gates. Nobody leaves this complex alive.""Understood, Alpha!" Ellis shouted, snapping a crisp salute before sprinting toward the outer wall with Landon right beside him.Alaric stepped up beside me, his tactical blade dripping with crimson pack blood. His dark hair was soaked from the heavy rain, sticking to his forehead, his amber eyes burning with an unholy, predatory fury that matched my own. He reac

  • Banish Me, Alpha: The Human Prey Is an Alpha    75

    "Keep your eyes off the rear glass, Arabella, before Alaric Sterling decides to rip your throat out for looking at his mate," Malcolm Ashford growled, his deep, rumbling voice cutting through the thick, dangerous night air near the gates of The Silver Fang Club.I sat back against the heavy leather of the Blackwood Range Rover, my dark eyes fixed on the rain-slicked windshield as the custom V8 engine roared to life. Twenty years in Ashford Manor, and the pack had treated me like a useless, scentless human servant while they waited for their precious true-blood heiress, Piper Ashford, to return. They had starved my body, locked me in the dark, and finally dumped me into the dirt of the Blackveil District with a pathetic stack of cash and an exile decree. They thought without a wolf scent, I was easy prey. They didn't know about the ancient, suppressed rogue bloodline in my veins, or that while Piper was learning fancy etiquette in Westmere, I was mastering the dark blood-craft of the o

  • Banish Me, Alpha: The Human Prey Is an Alpha   74

    "I know they don't," Alaric said softly. He glanced sideways at me, his amber eyes tracking the rise and fall of my chest, taking in the fierce, unyielding curve of my jaw and the dark, silver glint dormant deep within my pupils. "That's precisely why the entire underworld is terrified of you. The Ashfords thought they were raising a servant. They didn't realize they were housing a monster until you broke their lead Beta's arm with your bare hands."I let out a short, cold breath, my eyes skimming the tactical troop movements outlined on the paper. "They were stupid. Malcolm Ashford thought because I didn't sprout fur or howl at the full moon on my sixteenth birthday, I was useless. He spent two decades using me as a scapegoat to keep the pack's dark secrets hidden. When Piper walked back through the gates with her pure-blood scent and her Westmere diploma, they thought they could just erase me with a stack of bills and a boundary ban.""And now Malcolm is losing his territorial right

  • Banish Me, Alpha: The Human Prey Is an Alpha   73

    "Get into the vehicle, Darcy," Alaric Sterling said, his low, velvet voice cutting straight through the crisp, dangerous night air of the Sterling Heights border.He didn't offer the space to anyone else. He didn't even look at Arabella Kingsley, who was practically vibrating with desperate, silent rage near the grand iron gates of The Silver Fang Club.I didn't blink. I stood my ground on the damp obsidian pavement, my heavy leather jacket wrapped around my shoulders, my full, curved frame imposing and still. Twenty years the Ashford Pack had kept me locked in the shadows of Ashford Manor, treating me like a useless, scentless human servant while they waited for their precious true-blood heiress, Piper Ashford, to return. They had starved my body, tried to break my spirit, and finally dumped me into the gutter of the Blackveil District with a pathetic stack of cash and an exile decree.They thought I was empty. They thought without a wolf scent, I was prey.They didn't know about the

  • Banish Me, Alpha: The Human Prey Is an Alpha   72

    She continued to chatter about her high-society credentials until Conrad’s patience snapped completely. His Alpha aura flared for a split second, and with a single, sharp push of his heavy arm, he shoved Arabella's outstretched hands out of his way. "Move aside, girl. You're blocking my path."The fake, sweet smile Arabella had carefully plastered on her face froze instantly, turning into a mask of pale horror.Her breath hitched in her throat as she watched Conrad Sterling walk straight past her without a second glance, quickening his heavy steps as he approached my table.The moment his eyes landed on me, the harsh, terrifying aura he had directed at Arabella vanished entirely, replaced by a wide, eager smile that softened his battle-scarred face."Alpha Darcy, are you preparing to return to the Blackveil Quarter so soon?" Conrad asked, his amber eyes sparkling with genuine excitement as he set the obsidian cases down beside my leather jacket.I didn't flatter him. I didn't bow my h

  • Banish Me, Alpha: The Human Prey Is an Alpha   71

    “The pack feast is over, and I want every container packed before the night air turns cold,” Old Conrad Sterling growled, his deep, rumbling voice cutting straight through the heavy silence of the Silver Fang VIP suite.I sat back in my velvet leather chair, adjusting the collar of my rogue leather jacket. The Ashford Pack had spent twenty years in Ashford Manor treating me like a fat, useless human servant with no wolf, no scent, and no bloodline. They had starved me, hidden me in the dark, and thrown me into the dirt of the Blackveil District the second Piper Ashford walked back through their gates. But tonight, in front of the entire underworld nobility, Alaric Sterling had carved the finest meats for me with his own hands, forcing every Alpha in the room to bow to my presence.Old Conrad Sterling had his enforcers line up velvet-lined carrying boxes on the ruined mahogany table, carefully packing away every single bone, spiced broth, and roasted delicacy I had instructed the kitch

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