Asher Wesson, alpha of the Dagger pack, stood naked in front of the statue. His tanned skin seemed to glow with supernatural light in the soft moonlight. He was tall, his body lithe and taut with hard, lean muscle. He removed the clothing he’d tied around himself—a white button-down and dark pants—and dressed. He pushed feathery, dark chocolate hair out of his eyes and looked up at the statue. My heart was pounding so hard, I wondered if he could hear it. Wolves had heightened senses, and if he was an alpha, I imagined his senses were even more attuned to prey. I.e. me.I trembled as I watched him walk forward. He was the enemy. Over the past few months since William, his father, was killed, Asher had led the Dagger pack to take more and more territory from the Wilcox pack.Because of his success, Asher had earned the reputation of being a dangerous, calculating, ruthless alpha. The Dagger pack was unique in that they seemed to spend a ton of their time in their wolf forms. People sai
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