Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder
Then, I laughed.
"Oh, Lycaon. My God. Thank you for this gift!" I was beaming, reaching my hands up toward the sky in gratitude. Another wave of dizziness took hold of me, making me pitch forward. I righted myself, reaching up to wipe a trickle of blood from my nose.
"We'd better get back to Dianny." Deacon was shuffling his feet, growing anxious. He was a young, lean man. Probably no more than sixteen.
I let my arms fall as I looked at him, seeing the apprehension in his eyes. "Yes, you're right," I said with a sly smile, looking out over the beach as the storm I'd created disappeared over the distant horizon.