Trap The Mateless Alpha
Evelyn bared her neck at the man.
"You can be," The Alpha tapped her chin up, looking into her eyes as if searching for approval.
"You have a mate, Alpha," Evelyn tried to make tone as humble as possible, "I know you want her."
"My mate is whoever I claim." The Alpha snorted at her lousy, timid rejection, "I, Sysiphus, Alpha of the pack Millennial, claim--"
"!" Evelyn's eyes opened wide in shock. She reached her palm for his lips, trying desperately to stop him from finishing his claim, but the Alpha locked her arms behind her with ease.
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