The Bane And The Alpha Beast
Tiffanie Campbelladored by my ruthless alphapregnant and rejected by my alpha matebetrayed by her fated mate, sold to the ruthless mute alphathe alpha's mate that cried wolf
All of them flickered through me, and the power drank deep from each emotion they stirred.
I dropped to my knees with a gasp, eyes wide.
And still, Ash didn’t let go.
“Feel that?” he whispered, crouching beside me. “That’s the real you. Not some little wolf in heat. Not a mate-marked pawn. Not a curse.”
He leaned in, brushing his lips against my temple.
“That,” he said, “is a goddess being born.”