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The new, confident Jaynayah flickered and died, the old, terrified girl clawing her way back to the surface. Alpha Michael looked past Mace, his gaze landing on me standing frozen in the doorway. His smile widened, becoming predatory. He looked me up and down, noting the changes—the healthy clothes, the fuller face, the lack of cowering. "Well, well," Alpha Michael drawled, his voice smooth as poisoned honey, sending a shiver of revulsion down my spine. "Look at you, little omega. Cleaned up nicely, haven't you?" Mace took a step forward, the growl escalating into a snarl. "Get out."

No name, no copyright claims… Who would leave something this private in a library? The chair screeched against the floor as I adjusted into it. I turned on the flashlight on my phone, opening the book to reveal the golden letters that filled each page. [All an Alpha ever wants from an Omega is peace.] Those were the words on the first page, and the next was followed by drawings of sexual styles. At first one would think it was sword art, but upon observation it became clear. [Extreme pleasure can only be gained when trust is assured by both parties.]

There was a table, two chairs, a fireplace that still held warm coals, and a shelf lined with medical supplies that seemed out of place in something so rough. He pulled on a pair of dark trousers from a bag by the door and sat down in one of the chairs without looking at me again. I found a first-aid kit on the shelf and sat on the hearth and worked the splinters and stones out of my feet with a pair of tweezers, pressing gauze against each small cut until it stopped bleeding. The silence between us was strange. Not uncomfortable, exactly. Just full like a room before a storm. "You are the Alpha here," I said, without planning to.

"A tyrant who abused his authority to subjugate and oppress those weaker than him, especially women. I knew this firsthand when he burned my parents alive in front of me…and made me watch. And when I tried to escape…I was finally brought face to face with the tyrant I loathed." Their expressions shifted, sympathy and anger mingling as they began to grasp the magnitude of what I was revealing. "It was the first time my wolf spoke to me, the first time I understood what I truly was…an Alpha," I explained, my voice gaining intensity. "It was about a deeper understanding, a primal instinct that I couldn't ignore and it was this instinct that led me to confront Rafael." "I knew then that only an

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He was supposed to take care of me and not kill me? I didn't want to die yet. Tears started to stream down my face as soft sobs escaped my throat. The pain was too much to bear, it was paralyzing all my senses. "Fuck!" A loud, deep voice came from behind me, and for a moment I forgot the pain I was feeling. ¤¤¤¤¤ THROUGH THE EYES OF MY ALPHA is the Book 2 of the Black Shadow Pack Spin-Off Novel (Book 5 of the series). The book is already completed and you can find it here exclusively on Goodnovel. ♡

“The Alpha is dead.” The book in my hand dropped to the floor.

I hadn’t even made it more than three steps before I heard my name again. “Seliene!” I stopped and turned, finding myself face-to-face with a man in a white cloak approaching swiftly. Another complication. When he reached me, he extended a hand and introduced himself as Alpha Kyle. I barely knew all the packs across the Midwest. Honestly, I hadn’t spent much of my life around pack life at all, not until my father had summoned me back into it. Still, it would have been rude to ignore him, so I offered my hand. He smiled as he took it, though his grip lingered a second too long. I could feel Ronan’s eyes burning into the side of my face.

"You bear the blood of the guardian. Speak your truth. Make your choice." Ava closed her eyes. "I am Ava Oakley. Daughter of Luna Mareia. Alpha of no pack, but protector of them all. I choose to seal the Nexus—not forever, but until the world remembers balance again." Her hand reached out and touched the core. A flash of light erupted. Her body lifted off the ground as the Nexus opened fully. A beam of pure leyfire shot through her, sending waves across the chamber. Her veins turned luminous, her hair rose, her body the conduit.

Surely he was a high ranked wolf, probably a Sig. "Alpha! Are you okay?" An equally huge man called, running to him, separating us. I took a few steps backwards. Oh my God! An Alpha! Then it struck me. It was him! The girls! Oh my goodness! How did he appear so different from those mental pictures Lessa and Adeline had painted with words? I struggled to form the words, but my throat seemed to clog. What to say? I just met the Alpha, and I spilled coffee on him! Oh god!