The Alpha's Rogue Mate
He sat, leaning forward, his scent sharp, his eyes flicking back to the door as if checking to be sure no one burst in.
“Listen close,” he said, his tone stern, commanding, like he was used to being obeyed. “You won’t survive Lucas. Forget dreams of freedom. You need to take every chance, no matter how small.”
“Chance for what?” I asked, narrowing my eyes, a spark of hope flickering despite the pain pulsing in my shoulder. “To escape?”
He exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair, his face tense, almost nervous.
“Not escape until I’m Alpha King.” His words landed like a stone, confusion twisting my gut. “You’re a rogue, but you got closer to him than anyone. That poisoned kiss of your
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