Mated To The Fractured Alpha
He radiated a restless, dangerous edge, a predator itching for an excuse to strike.
"Well, well," Matteo mocked, his dark eyes raking over me like a piece of meat. "The sacrificial bride."
Silas didn't blink. He just watched my chest heave as I gasped for air, his face was an impenetrable mask. "You are running." His voice was a deep, gravelly rumble that vibrated through the floorboards.
"No," I breathed out, my heart thrashing wildly. "I just wanted to_"
"Get away from her!" Milo yelled.