Two Months: Desired By The Lycan’s King
Pecan arched her brows in amusement, her steps barely flickering, “Oh will he? I doubt it.”
A few of the maids still alive tried to run, I watched in horror as Pecan attacked, pulling them apart like they were made of paper, “No you don't. I didn't want any news of this getting to your Alpha so soon”
“That's too late.” The mercenary growled, his hands tighter around the dagger, “The beta was right to suspect you. You've betrayed the pack. I won't let you go.”
Pecan's eyes switched between him and me, her lips tugged into a smile. She looked every bit insane, her eyes wild, her body soaked with the blood of the maid, her fangs bared.
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