THE ALPHA’S UNWANTED MATE
The new, confident Jaynayah flickered and died, the old, terrified girl clawing her way back to the surface.
Alpha Michael looked past Mace, his gaze landing on me standing frozen in the doorway. His smile widened, becoming predatory. He looked me up and down, noting the changes—the healthy clothes, the fuller face, the lack of cowering.
"Well, well," Alpha Michael drawled, his voice smooth as poisoned honey, sending a shiver of revulsion down my spine. "Look at you, little omega. Cleaned up nicely, haven't you?"
Mace took a step forward, the growl escalating into a snarl. "Get out."
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