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Logan’s heavy, dark-furred mantle seemed to swallow my entire frame, leaving only my eyes visible to the world. "It feels peculiar to wear your scent so boldly," I murmured, clutching the thick hide. "It masks the Master's silk completely."

Logan guided me toward a low stone bench, his fingers gently freeing my hair from beneath the collar before settling his palm against the small of my back. "Let it be. The moon is setting on this gathering anyway."

He then cast a lethal, golden-eyed glare to
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  • Bound to the Rogue Alpha   42

    Logan cleared his throat, shifting his weight to let me pass. He scratched the back of his neck, a hesitant look in his amber eyes. “Do you require my strength for the morning tasks?”“I require nothing,” I replied, my voice as flat as a frozen tundra. “I am not preparing a kill for you. If your hunger bites, hunt elsewhere.”Hmph! You hold no true heat for me in your blood, yet you’ve been feasting on every sunrise meal I’ve labored over. I am not your pack-servant; do not expect another scrap!I stalked to the cold-box and retrieved two waterfowl eggs. The rendered fat hissed in the iron pan as I cracked them. Shortly after I dusted the yolks with crushed black pepper, a rich, savory aroma filled the kitchen.Logan took a deep breath, his broad shoulders slouching. Without a word of protest, he retreated sulkily to the wash-chamber to cleanse his pelt.He was not a wolf of silver-tongued poetry, so he lacked the pretty words or the shiny tributes to soothe a jagged bond. She still b

  • Bound to the Rogue Alpha   41

    Logan felt a jagged hollow in his chest. How could she strip him of the ancient right to claim her scent with a kiss?He had merely rested his weight against Brooke’s shoulder, offering the heat of his body without crossing the boundaries of her skin.They had shared the pull of the moon countless times before, their spirits entwining in the dark, and she had never bristled like a threatened pup. What has shifted in her blood? He paced the confines of the apartment, unable to decode the riddle of her silence.When Brooke finally emerged from her chamber for the evening meal, a ghost of a smile touched her lips, but it lacked the primal warmth he had come to crave. The distance between them felt like a mountain range, cold and impassable.Later, when the moon was high and the mists rolled in from the jagged coast, he reached for his device and linked with Lucas Grant. The signal pulsed several times before the connection snapped open."I am in the middle of a hunt. Speak your peace—do

  • Bound to the Rogue Alpha   40

    Logan’s heavy, dark-furred mantle seemed to swallow my entire frame, leaving only my eyes visible to the world. "It feels peculiar to wear your scent so boldly," I murmured, clutching the thick hide. "It masks the Master's silk completely."Logan guided me toward a low stone bench, his fingers gently freeing my hair from beneath the collar before settling his palm against the small of my back. "Let it be. The moon is setting on this gathering anyway."He then cast a lethal, golden-eyed glare toward Lucas Grant, who was nursing a goblet of mead in the distance.Logan was clearly incensed that Lucas had provided a gown that bared so much of my skin to the eyes of other males. Lucas nearly choked on his drink when he met that Alpha stare.His face flushed as a coughing fit seized him. Lucas couldn't fathom why Logan was radiating such territorial hostility. He had gone to great lengths to ensure I looked like a queen, yet Logan’s silent snarl made him second-guess his very life choices.

  • Bound to the Rogue Alpha   39

    “Lord Grant, the formal pelt is prepared.”Madison’s eyes practically ignited. Even from a distance, the dark shimmer of the silk and the glint of the dragon-glass jewelry screamed of high-caste wealth.“My thanks.” She smoothed her gravy-stained furs, attempting to reclaim her hollow dignity as she stepped toward the servant carrying the gown. Just as her clawed fingers reached out to claim the prize, the attendant stepped laterally, moving past her as if she were a common forest stray.“Move aside, female. You are blocking the path.” Madison’s pupils dilated in shock, her boots stumbling back against the stone floor.With a respectful bow, the servant presented the shimmering bundle to me.Madison’s face turned a violent, bruised purple.What madness is this? I am the one with the ruined finery! Why are they gifting a masterpiece to Brooke? She destroyed my pelt, and yet the House rewards her? The moon has surely gone mad!“This is a mistake. Please, take it back,” I said, my voice

  • Bound to the Rogue Alpha   38

    “Madison!”The old wolf was visibly stunned when he recognized the female calling his name. His face, weathered like ancient bark, cracked into a hungry, wrinkled grin. “Did I not grant you my personal scent-code last time? Why did you not reach out to my den?”As he spoke, his eyes prowled over her frame with a ravenous heat.Seeing her opening, Madison Lawson sauntered to his side and looped her arm through his, pressing close. “Alpha Sherman, forgive me. I intended to howl for you, but I misplaced your token.”In this high-caste circle, no one cared for the stench of a lie.Sherman smiled knowingly, his gnarled hand settling heavy on Madison’s waist. He had scented her ambition from the start. His gaze dropped to her low-cut silks, his pupils dilating with naked lust. “Why do you linger at the threshold?”“My pack-mate was struck with a fever and yielded her invitation to me, but the High Guard here are as stubborn as mules.” Madison pouted, batting her lashes at the old Alpha with

  • Bound to the Rogue Alpha   37

    At nine in the evening, I finally crossed the threshold of the Harbor View Apartment, my fingers stinging from the weight of a heavy supply bag.I had scoured the stalls of several master-weavers in the Citadel, hunting for a tunic that would match Logan’s raw power. But without knowing the span of his shoulders, I had settled on a thick, dark-hide belt.Logan was at the heavy oak table, sweeping away a stack of scrolls as I entered. His brow furrowed as his silver eyes tracked my exhaustion. "What delayed your return, Brooke? The moon is already high."He walked to the cooling stone and retrieved a flagon of chilled cider."I encountered a few briars on the path," I murmured, dropping the bag and collapsing onto the furs of the sofa. "My throat is parched. Pass that here."Logan hesitated, then pressed the cold flagon against my flushed cheek instead of handing it over. He sat beside me, his scent turning protective. "No. Are you in your moon-cycle?""Logan! How... how could you scen

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