The Viking's Mate Hunt
Even the Alpha's eyes widened,
“No, that’s impossible! “
He hoarsely whispered as my hand still squeezed around his throat. His throat now seemed so fragile and thin in my massive hand. My skin was so dark against his pale skin; the power he once had over me was gone. The energy shifted, and I let him go like I burned my fingers. But the sensation didn’t stop; it surged through my hand. It filled me up to the point that I thought I would explode. Whispers, voices, and sounds filled my ears. My head. I could hear the power swish through my veins. Fury lifted his head. He knew, and I knew. My dad knew. The old alpha had resigned, and a new one had stepped up. I had stepped up. It was the first
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