Chapter 27

Tap, tap, tap. I hear the impatient drumming of fingers against wood as I groggily start to wake, pushing up off the hard marble floor. I’m not in the dungeon? Where am I? I have a splitting headache, and the hair on the back of my head feels moist. The skin itchy from recent regeneration. I open my eyes and try to look around.

“Finally awake, little wolf,” a voice from a desk beside me breaks the silence. I scramble upright, realizing where I am. I’m on the floor of the Alpha’s office. He sits in a tall-backed office chair, leaning back with one leg resting on his knee, his cold eyes watching me.

“You’ve made a habit of killing my Gammas it seems, and I’d only just found this one.” I steady myself, glaring back at him, but saying nothing, as he seems to mull his own comment over. “You tried to burn down my pack house, too.” He clicks his tongue. “What will I do with you now? With the girls who conspired with you?”

I growl at the mention of them. “So fierce,” he says with a soft lau