Rejecting the Alpha After He Killed My Pups
"The Alpha of the Black Stone Pack is only available today."
"But I feel sick…"
"You are my Luna," he interrupted. "The pack's needs come first, Elena. Before your feelings, before anyone's."
A chill ran down my spine. This was not the same man who had so tenderly bandaged my ankle last night.
"Fine," I said, all energy to argue gone. "I'll get dressed."
An hour later, Marcus's convoy was waiting in the driveway.
Three black, armored SUVs, each manned by our pack's most elite warriors.