Bound to the Rogue Alpha
He lunged forward, pulling the furs away and burying his face against my chest, peppering my skin with small, frantic kisses.
“Shall we finish what we started? The pressure in my blood is becoming a torment, Brooke.”
But the fire in me had been doused by a cold wave of reality. I pushed against his shoulders, my movements sharp and subconscious. “Are the two of you truly so close?”
Charis sounded like a female of high standing—educated in the foreign Citadels, successful, and confident enough to demand the Alpha’s time. And her first instinct upon returning was to seek him out. The implication felt like a brand.
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