Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen
My heart sinks in despair.
“Do you know who Alpha S is?” Elsbeth asks, leaning against the wall of the cell.
I start to shake my head, then remember Veronica’s words just before she sent me off. ‘Don’t worry, Alpha S will like you,’ she’d said.
“Who is he?” I ask, dreading the answer. But I need to know, for the sake of my own survival.
“He’s a sick, twisted Alpha,” Elsbeth replies, voice heavy with hatred. She nearly spits out his name as it passes her lips. “Absolutely disgusting. He likes to buy pretty, broken she-wolves like you and play with them until they die.”
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