I did not let it bother me. I carried on with my duties, avoiding Alpha's tent, as usual, waiting for him to leave for training before I sneak in and clean up. Madam Theresa saw me limping but never asked what went wrong. I could limp to hell and burn to ashes. It was none of her business as long as
ALPHA KARIM It was dawn and I do not know how long Erika slept. I had been awake all night and even though I had trained my body to go a few nights without sleep and still be fit; I was tired. I was tired from so much thinking about my mate. I thought about all her rejections, the way she was
But Laika changed everything. She had rummaged through me, peeling every layer of thick skin until she uncovered my heart and now she held it in her hands with me begging her not to shatter it. My warriors respected me because I do not let emotions or sentiment becloud my judgment, but I was not sur
LAIKA It did not take me long to realize it was The Alpha and that he had attacked Madam Lena's son, thinking he was my lover. A boy I do not even know his name. I was in shock for a second or two and I knew if I did not stop him, he would rip the lad's heart open. "Please, stop!" I y
LAIKA "I will take you to the healer to look at your sore," he said after he recovered from the daze. I shook my head. "I shall go there by myself." "I caused your pain, and I shall mend it. I will take you to the healer and check on you until the sore is gone and I shall leave you
LAIKA For the next few days, I was in the healer's tent. The soreness was gone, just as the healer said, and I was happy. Alpha Karim came twice a day to check on me, in the morning and the evening. We spoke little; he spoke more with the healer than me and the only time he spoke to me was
LAIKA "Hey," Sekani called, coming toward me. Something in his demeanor looked defeated. I quickly wiped my tears with the back of my palms. "Your mother will not be happy to see you with me." He ignored me and sat beside me. "Likewise Alpha Karim." I looked at him, but he was starin
LAIKA No one owned up to the crime, so the search began immediately. The signet ring was a symbol of authority and stealing it was firsthand treason and was punishable by death. It was the signet ring that carried the symbol of the pack, and it was the ruler's identity among other packs. I wo