The Alpha’s Prize
She admits, twirling the end of her fawn brown hair around her finger.
My entire world seems to slow down as a million thoughts stream through my brain.
"You're related to an Alpha?"
"Well, yeah, did you not know?" She asks, face blank. "I'm the Alpha’s sister, and my brother is the Alpha."
This can’t be happening.
"I need to leave,” I whisper, scrambling through the sheets, although my legs refuse to move at natural pace, as if I’m dragging them through mud.