Say My Name, Alpha
Zade rolled free, came up, and slammed his boot into the Alpha’s jaw.
Bone cracked.
The third Alpha hesitated.
That hesitation saved Zade’s life.
Zade surged forward, adrenaline burning through suppression like acid. He moved faster now, sharper, each strike calculated to disable rather than dominate.
The Alpha swung.
Zade ducked, slammed his forearm into the Alpha’s elbow, then drove his knee up hard into his gut.
The Alpha staggered.
Zade didn’t stop.
He grabbed the Alpha’s collar, yanked him down, and drove his head into the Alpha’s face.