The Mate He Rejected
Dreda shrieked, rushing to his side to help him stand, her face a mask of utter mortification.
Cullen turned his back on them, completely dismissing the Silver Moon Alpha as if he were nothing more than a nuisance.
He looked down at me. The icy, lethal coldness in his silver-gray eyes vanished instantly. In its place was a fierce, burning heat that stole the breath straight from my lungs.
To sell the lie to the hundreds of watching eyes, to cement the claim and burn the truth into Caomh's mind forever, Cullen raised his hand. He slid his large, warm palm around the back of my neck, his long fingers tangling deep into my damp hair.