Alpha Maximus
Sitting on my mattress in the corner, now huddled up, I blow breath into my entwined hands to warm them up.
A while later, I hear footsteps coming up the stairs. I quickly race to the window and open it. I’m halfway through it when an arm wraps around my waist and pulls me back in.
Squirming, I try to wriggle free. 'You are coming with me, Slave,' Alpha Tate says as he carries me down the stairs.
I continue to try to break free of his hold after hearing his plans, I don't want to be a part of it, and I don't want him to mark or mate me.