ALPHA TRISTAN The hall emptied slowly, leaving only myself, Yvonne, Harlan, Kaelen, Vane and Jaxon, and a few guards. Sara stood by the remains of the high table, her eyes fixed on the floor, her body swaying slightly from exhaustion. I could see that she was barely hanging on but that was exactly what I wanted."You must be hungry, Sara. If you drop dead here, the whole world would tag me a wicked Alpha even though it's never been heard that hunger killed anyone." I said, gesturing to the pile of scraps—gnawed bones, gristle, and half-eaten crusts that had been discarded on the floor. "I am a generous Alpha. Eat. Eat the remains of your betters."She didn't move. She didn't reach for the floor. She slowly lifted her head, her blue eyes meeting mine with a flicker of the very pride I had sworn to kill."No," she rasped. It sound like whisper, so I didn't really hear hear."I'm sorry, did you say something?" I asked with a smile, expecting her to drop to her knees and eat from the flo
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