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I break off the kiss sighing before I say, “I have a few errands to run. Why don't you get settled? I will be back in a couple of hours.” She says nothing as I leave. Grayson watches as I roll my neck, trying to release the tension building in me. “What the fuck I have done, Grayson? I don't even know if I will be able to fuck her.” Grayson laughs, “Don't be an idiot. Michael Nicole is a beautiful looking woman.” I growl at him, the prick is supposed to agree with me. “Don’t push me, Grayson” he puts his head down as my alpha aura rises,

"Alpha Tyler is the sweetest young Alpha I have ever known, he's the most respected Alpha in this region, he's strong, smart, handsome, has the best character, he can be brutal to his enemies but the sweetest to his friends and family, he takes care of everyone, you see my dear Melissa, Alpha Tyler is the best. I just kept nodding my head, and I also wonder how special he must be to his people, his name alone brought peace to my racing heart and I tried testing his name on my tongue. "Tyler" his name rolled well on my tongue "his name is beautiful" "Yes, indeed" she gave me a knowing look with a smile plastered on her face. I just let out a soft cough, as I was trying to control how I feel r

*** Kael’s friend arrived the next day early in the morning. I was lingering in my room, packing my things when I heard a foreign voice speak from inside the suite. I’ve never heard that accent before, so curiously, I peak my head around the corner, seeing who will be helping Kael track where the letter had come from. It takes me a moment to recognize who they are. It’s Alpha Grayson of the Freedom Pack. He looks so much taller in person and significantly more muscular than I’ve seen in in the books. He might not be as tall as Kael, but he still looks intimidating. They don’t seem to notice me watching from the doorway, so I keep quiet, observing.

I stare at the body of my Alpha, slowly dying and bleeding out on the ground, until there is nothing left of him but a shell of a corpse. My Alpha is dead. The rogues killed him. The rogues killed my entire pack. I can hardly breathe. I hear a growl and turn. Their Alpha faces me. He is big and muscular. His eyes are yellow, his face covered in scars. He looks furious. He stops and holds his hands out to his sides. He smiles and says, "Come on, little girl. Let's play with you a bit." I growl and crouch down, ready to strike.

Her father was no less than a beast. "And ever since then, i have not been able to enjoy the beauty of the dark sky. Not... Not until today" she whispered the last part and turned her head a little bit to look at him. Alpha Carl turned his own head too to look at her. "Thank you, Alpha" she thanked him, her eyes filled with love and his arm around her slid to her waist. "No, thank you Angel" he responded and the both of them inched closer to each other like it was going to be the first time that their lips would be meeting with each other.

Grayson took my hand, and we walked into the refreshingly cool mansion. I was stunned by the paintings and the elegant, classic beauty of the interior. Even though Alpha Lior was a noble, he had no appreciation for art—his mansion had always felt empty and lifeless. “Impressed?” Grayson asked. “Yes, Alpha Grayson. Your mansion is magnificent and beautiful.” “You can ask your personal assistant later how I made every member of this pack work tirelessly just to present the perfect place for my Eclipse…” Grayson touched my cheek again, his gaze intense.

She doubted it, but if he was truly gone forever, she was going to escape before a new Alpha was crowned. The Beta banged on the door and she shuddered involuntarily, then frowned at the door. She didn't care if the Alpha of the Dark Moon—whose image, voice, and body had refused to leave her head— was going to start a war with Crimson, she was going to take her sweet time. From inside the bathroom, she could sense the Beta's unrest. It matched that of her wolf. Worry oozed out like a leaking faucet. She could tell that the beta was minutes from bringing down her door but she didn't hasten up.

His voice was calm, yet it possessed that authority that warned you to not be disobedient. “Yes, Alpha.” I bowed down in surrender, his dominance annoyed me for probably the first time in my life. After he had taken his leave, I arranged my clothes back into my plastic bag and grabbed a few more things before heading to Alpha Keegan’s room. He wasn’t in yet, giving me the chance to explore the idea of staying here. It was a gray themed interior, there was a couch, a bed that was obviously comfortable, a glass Spanish table between the two-seater and three-seater couches, a reading table and chair, stack of paperbacks, a vanity with multiple bottles of cologne and body care things, the chande

Grayson’s gaze stayed on me like he could see through me. I faked a cough. And his frown deepened. “Let’s return to the pack house.” “No—not yet. I have to pluck more lettuce.” I bent down, and gathered what I could while he stood there, silently. I didn’t understand his anger. And didn’t dare to ask. We walked back together. And met Alpha Bran waiting at the front of the stone mansion. His eyes were unreadable, and were locked on me. “Alpha,” Grayson bowed as we got near. I followed.