The Alpha's Untamed Prisoner
His expression darkens, confusion flickers across features that look carved from granite, something primal rising in his gaze, something that makes my pulse kick hard against my ribs.
He turns to the man beside him, silver-haired and sharp-featured, "put that one in the East Tower, alone."
The beta stiffens, "Alpha, she's just an omega"
"No," Dylan says, his eyes never leaving mine, burning through me like he can see the weapon I am, the killer hiding behind the mask, "she's something else."
My heart slams once, twice, hard enough to hurt.
He's already watching me, already suspicious, already more dangerous than Kael prepared me for.
Everything just changed
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