The Broken Alpha
he paused, brushing his palms on the thighs of his trousers, “be honest with me, sweetheart. Was that rough-tough Alpha that came to your aid not good enough for you?”
Mind whirring, Lily positioned herself slightly closer to Apollo. Her legs begged her to reconsider, but she’d come here to save not only Eryne, but the whole of Eldda in doing so. Her own abject horror at seeing exactly what Red Ripper were up to had no part to play. She was, as far as she was concerned, irrelevant.
“No.” She gulped. “No, he wasn’t.”
“Why is that?” His fingertip reached for her, stroking along her chin. It made her skin crawl.