《 The Dangerous Alpha’s Little Wolf》全部章節：第 21 章 - 第 30 章

Drogo's POVMy bones ached with exhaustion that went straight to the marrow as I pushed open the door of my cabin. The past three days had been an absolute nightmare. My brother was playing a dangerous and pathetic little game. Ever since Carl visited the camp he had been testing my patience, ordering small, irritating skirmishes right at the edges of my borders. A broken fence line here, a dead rogue dumped on our patrol path there.I knew exactly what he was doing. Carl was terrified of my growing strength and he wanted to provoke me into striking first, desperately looking for an excuse to rally the main pack and speed us straight into a full-scale war.I rubbed the cramped muscles in my neck, pushing the bedroom door open. I fully expected to find my little mate curled into a defensive ball on the farthest edge of the mattress like a frightened rabbit. Instead, I stopped dead in my tracks.Liana was sitting right in the dead center of the massive bed and the sheets were pushed al

Liana's POVI smoothed my dress with my fingers trembling slightly as I struggled with the final button at my throat. My reflection in the mirror looked the same with the same messy hair, the same wide and wary eyes... but the girl staring back felt like a stranger. My mind was full of memories from the night before and I couldn't stop thinking about the way Drogo’s had totally claimed me.'But why?' The question burned in my head painfully. I wasn't the type of woman to surrender like that, especially not to a man who treated me like a prize he had trapped in a cage. Yet when he had walked into the room a sudden and violent surge of hunger had overtaken my logic, a carnal demand that I hadn't been able to fight.A sudden and sharp rap at the door jolted me, making my heart skip a beat.“My lady? It’s Maya,” her voice piped up, annoyingly bright and full of energy. “I brought your morning tea and the kitchen staff sent up some fresh berries. Should I come in?”I took a shaky breath,

Drogo's POV“Where is she?” I growled the question to the empty hallway, running a hand through my hair.The doors of the main hall stood slightly ajar exactly how they had been when the scent first got to me.Morwena sighed loudly from behind me and stepped close with her warm hands slipping intimately over my broad shoulders. Her nails scraped lightly against my shirt as she trailed them down my spine. “Drogo, stop pacing. You are giving me a terrible headache.”I jerked away from her touch with my skin feeling hot and crawling with a nervous energy. Just ten minutes ago, I had been leaning against the long table in the center of the hall and I had been so close to just giving in. I was angry at Liana, frustrated by the freezing cold shoulder she had given me all morning after the fiery night we had shared. My wolf was restless and aggressively demanding a release and Morwena had been right there willingly offering the distraction I craved. But right when Morwena’s hands had reache

Liana's POVI pressed my back so hard against the stone wall that it actually hurt with my breath coming out in tiny pathetic squeaks. The massive midnight wolf stood over the ruined bodies of the rogues as blood literally dripped from its jaws, pooling onto the dirt with a wet rhythm.'Pitter. Patter.'It took a slow and deliberate step toward me and I squeezed my eyes shut. This was it. I had survived two disgusting rogues just to be a light snack for a monster. But the deadly bite never came. Instead, the horrifying sound of breaking bones and tearing flesh echoed off the cave walls. I peeked through my eyelashes with my heart pounding.The beast was shrinking, shifting and melting away into pale skin and dark hair. Within seconds, Drogo knelt before me. He was completely naked with his chest heaving and his broad shoulders smeared with the dark blood of the men he had just ripped apart.“Liana,” he choked out.His hands... warm and shaking... cupped my face. He didn't look like t

Baylor’s POV“What the hell are we going to do now?”The words tumbled out of my mouth as I paced the length of the study with my boots clicking rhythmically against the stone. My father remained perfectly still at his desk in composure. He was staring at the wall but his jaw was locked tight enough to shatter stone. He was troubled... I could see it in the way his knuckles were white as he clutched his pen... but he refused to let the mask slip.“Stop pacing, Baylor,” he snapped with his voice coming in a low vibration. He didn't even turn to look at me. “Pacing won't stop your uncle from burning the woods down. It will only wear out my rugs.”“He threatened us, Father! He practically promised to raze this pack house to the ground. If he’s already this unhinged over an omega, imagine what he’ll do when he realizes we...““I told you to be quiet!” He slammed the pen down, finally turning to face me. His eyes were cold calculating slivers of grey. “We are not losing this. Not when we