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" We’ve already raised a ton of cash. " "Do you want any company ?" One of the girls that Graham took a step towards me and slid a finger against my chest. "No, thank you," she said stopping her hand. "Kace is a one-woman man, unfortunately," Graham said and she went back into his arms. "And his woman is over there with another man."

"Cassio managed to get more intel, and I think it is something everyone needs to hear." Nodding, I gestured for Alyssa to enter, Cassio quickly falling in line behind her. "Gentlemen, this is Alyssa and Cassio. You all are very well aware of who Alyssa is..." "The demon fox." My words were cut short by the voice of Alpha Williams, and I glanced to see what the issue was. My brow raised in question as Williams looked at me with a grim expression. "Alpha Williams, is something the matter?"

She questioned me as she tighten her grip more harder. “Yes^^^^**** my Luna,” I cried. “Better and clean those crocodiles dies of yours because it isn’t going to move me a bit,” My Luna please forgive me!!!!, I don’t want to be a sex slave to an Alpha, not just any type of Alpha but a ruthless and heartless type of an Alpha.”” I pleaded with her as I fell to my knees. “Too late dearie!!! Like I said earlier he is already on his way, so wait for your master.

His smile wasn't warm, just perfect to match his innocently scary face. “Ah! From where?” he asked, his eyes closing in. “No one,” I spoke, trying to keep enough face. The last time my identity was disclosed, I was used as bait, and if he knew it, it would be a disaster. It's a dream of every omega to become an Alpha—all except Rage, who was already a lycan. I could hear roars from afar. I got worried, but Kael just smiled his way through. He didn't seem worried. But what if it was a setup, what if he was betrayed again? I couldn't live with the fact that I let him fight alone.

She said it’d be good for me to hang with the other alphas, and when she sweetened the deal by saying she’d be waiting naked in my bed for me when I returned, how could I say no? “Who’s always late?” Brock asks, shooting Jax a glare as he rounds the table to take the stool beside him, purposefully knocking a shoulder into him in the process. “I know you’re not talking about me.” Jax chuckles, unruffled by Brock’s surly attitude. He points the tip of his beer bottle in his direction. “Your punctuality has improved since you met Astrid, I’ll give you that.” He takes a sip, raising his brows.

That was never a good sign. "What?" Allen asked, raising an eyebrow. "The run is two days away. Are you excited?" Ohm asked. Ohm had found his mate at the mating run four years ago with another Alpha named Jessica. It was unusual for two Alphas to get together because usually their personalities wouldn't clique and they would fight for dominance. However, the two seemed to go together perfectly. Kara had found her mate in a boy named Simon three years ago, who was a beta.

Alex looked a bit angry—not at Ash but at the other Alpha. Ash smiled at Alex, letting him know it was alright. "Is Kara with you?" Ash asked. "Yeah, hang on, let me put it on speaker." "Hey, Ash!" Kara said through the phone. "Hey, Kara. I'm fine. I, uh, I got an alpha." Ash took the phone away from his ear when he heard Kara squeal. When he was done, he rolled his eyes and brought it back to his ear. "About time, brother," Kara said.

Still, there was no response from the crowd, just a tense, oppressive silence. Chris stepped forward, his face a mask of barely controlled anger. "Did you all hear your Alpha?" he shouted, his voice echoing off the walls. "This isn’t a request. It’s an order." A few people nodded, some murmuring their agreement, but it was half-hearted at best. I felt a wave of anxiety wash over me, stronger than before. The fear in their eyes wasn’t just for Jake’s threat—it was something deeper, something rooted in their very perception of us.

But to do that, I need the packs to leave us be. And to ensure that I need to know what they are planning. So I need some info from my little alpha. Damn that little brat. I don’t for one minute believe that he has suddenly developed some strange, dreaded illness that has robbed him of speech. No, the bastard has probably sat up half the night coughing his throat raw. It had almost been fun though when he had tried yelling at me, he seemed to expect some sort of sound to come out and not just a weird quack.

My lashes blinked rapidly as my eyes took in my name boldly written in my own writing. Wait. How the hell? What was happening? “Now,” Alpha Axton gripped my chin, forcing me to look up at his face. “Do you agree that you belong to me?” “Belong to you?” A snicker slipped out of my throat. “In your fucking dream.” His grip tightened, I winced at the pain I felt. “Are you bent on provoking me?” His voice was low, but it sounded hoarse. “Don’t fucking test my patience, Kayla.”