Alpha Dane
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Catrina hissed, “It’s Alpha!”
“I don’t understand what you’re talking about. You keep mentioning Luna, Alpha, and me being human. What is all this even supposed to mean?” I replied. As I spoke, my hair shifted, revealing my face. Dane’s eyes narrowed with anger, his expression growing dark just as it had before, but this time he wasn’t pleased.
He pulled my hair to the other side, and I tried to cover my eye, but he lifted my chin with his finger. “Who did this?” he growled, and his chest rumbled, startling me.