The Alpha's Rejection
My throat was dry, every breath shallow with dust and smoke.
Then came the laughter. Low. Mocking.
“Well, well. Sleeping beauty wakes.” One of them stepped into the dim light, his eyes gleaming feral yellow. His teeth flashed too long, too sharp. “Alpha Zaiden’s precious mate.”
I clenched my jaw, refusing to speak. Refusing to give them the satisfaction.
A kick drove into my ribs, white-hot pain exploding through me. I gasped, curling instinctively, but the chains dragged me back.
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