A Female Alpha’s Revenge
His alpha cedar pheromones resurfaced, cutting through the cold like a blade, carrying an invisible aura.
He peered through the small window, his slit pupils flashing coldly.
"I won't hide. Release my mate and children, and I'll do anything you ask."
Despite the cell's confines, his alpha aura lent his voice an undeniable authority. Cedar pheromones, steady as a mountain breeze, easily overpowered the juniper's restlessness.
"I despise your bravado," Hunt snapped. Under the alpha's aura, his heart shrank, juniper pheromones wilting instantly.
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