The Alpha's Broken Pet
“I don’t know what to do. I’ve never been so lost.”
His jaw clenched.
“The word out there is that Alaric, that proud fool, will marry you.”
“It was Father's last wish,” I whispered, wiping my tears away with the back of my hand.
Alexander looked away. He had been a gamma Lycan since he was fifteen, serving in the military before rising to the coveted position of royal bodyguard. He had given me loyalty, devotion, and love in a world where those things were luxuries.
“Isn’t it strange,” he said finally, “how the most defiant rebel I know suddenly can’t stand up for herself?”
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