The Lycan King's Omega Mate
"They’ll want to break you first, make an example of you. If you’re convincing, you’ll give us the time we need. That’s all you need to worry about.”
His jaw tightened, but he nodded. Reluctant compliance was still compliance.
Before the discussion could move further, a voice broke through the tension. Smooth, self-assured, and completely foreign.
“Clever plan, but not clever enough.”
All eyes turned. A woman emerged from the shadows. She looked at me, smiled before coming closer.
Sabrina’s hand was on her blade before the woman stopped walking. “Who the hell are you?”
She didn’t flinch, didn’t loose her smile. She was almost amused. “My name is Kira. An exile, courtesy of Elara’s dear aunt.