Craving the Alpha
The realization hits harder than it should, a pull in my chest I can’t ignore, even as I gun the throttle and tear down the empty streets toward her scent.
I’m Tyler Grayson, future alpha of the Crescent Pack, and I’m supposed to have this under control. Find the lost wolf, bring her back—that’s what the elders said. They didn’t mention she’d be a shy girl with hazel eyes that see too much, or that her scent would wake something in me I can’t tame. I didn’t plan on feeling this… protective. But that howl, the way it cut through the night like a blade—it’s not just a warning. It’s a hunt, and Vivian’s the prey.
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