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There's still a long way to go, so I can relax while making out with her. My lips did not stop painting a smile when I saw her beautiful face fast asleep in my arms. Her sweet, smooth breath hit my face, and it was one of the best things in my life. When her eyes opened, I pretended to be asleep. I wonder what she'll do after this. “I don't care. This heartless Alpha must die.” These flat-voiced words that came from her lips stunned me. I opened my eyes a little to see what she would do. And that really surprised me.

“I don’t understand how cruel people can be. Storm, Eve, Airk, your mom, Elora, April… Damn… The list of those who have endured suffering is too long. But it’s especially heartbreaking when it’s done to a kid.” I swallowed away the lump in my throat as I let my tears flow freely, “that bad?” “I’m not saying he’s justified in his behavior towards you.” he chuckled dryly. “Maybe nobody taught him how to have empathy or how to feel love. He was thrown into this role of alpha, and as an alpha, I can tell you there aren’t many people who will tell you no or tell you you're doing it wrong. And even if they did, he’d probably take it the wrong way."

I could no longer felt the guard holding me down and with my heart pounding wildly against my ribs, I slowly opened my eyes. And hell the sight that greeted me instantly stole the breath from my lungs. Alpha Damon stood before me looking less like a man and more like a feral beast. His entire body radiated pure murderous fury while his eyes glowed with a savage rage that sent chills racing down my spine. In his right hand, he held the lanky guard by the throat, lifting him completely off the ground as though he weighed nothing, while blood dripped steadily from his left hand onto the dirt below.

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She could feel his heart beating wildly in a way that matched her own. The darkness was absolute. It was a suffocating blackness that erased the packhouse, the world, the titles. There was no Alpha. There was no Omega. There were only two people in a box, surrounded by the smell of old parchment, his sweat, and her fear. "Alpha... Oreon... Oreon," she whispered. The use of his name without his title was a shocking but intimate slip. "It's... it's just me. I am here. I am not... her."

“Alpha of the CrescentMoon Pack.” My heart beats wildly. No way. Not that man. He is the most ruthless, the most heartless Alpha ever known. Why does the Moon keep doing this to me?

"He called me frail and worthless in front of everyone, then ordered my death. Our child would have died with me if not for you." My hands clenched into fists. "He wants me erased? Fine. I'll give him something to erase. I'm going to burn him to the ground. I'm going to tear his kingdom apart. I'm going to make him pay for every word, every promise, every lie." I sank back onto the pillows, exhausted. "My name is Freya Marlowe. And I am going to make Alpha Kaelen Draven regret the day he ever looked my way." Silence filled the room.

His gray eyes drifted down to my mouth, stopping at the small, red line where I had bitten through my lip during the feast. "You didn't reach for the salt cellar at dinner because you were faint," Gabriel whispered, his thumb pressing lightly against the dried blood on my chin. "You reached for my arm because you knew what my blood would do to the fire in your belly." He leaned down, his cold breath touching the skin above my collar. "Who taught a northern girl how to feed on an Alpha's mark?” **

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A low growl escaped Trenton's throat, which made Alastor laugh. A female Omega placed a plate before the Alpha, and then another before me. The raw, bloodied heart of poor Alpha Dexter Black lay dead on our plates. "Delicious," Alastor licked his lips, dropping his head onto his plate, and tearing into the uncooked heart. He looked over at me. "Eat," he ordered.