Death of an Alpha
His hand extended toward me.
For a moment I hesitated, but his eyes locked onto mine, pulling me in with a force I couldn’t resist. My fingers slipped into his, and warmth spread through me as he drew me effortlessly to my feet. Together, we turned away, ready to leave the hall of glaring eyes.
But then...
“The people are never going to accept her, Maverick.”
We both stopped. I turned and saw Travis, his Beta, calmly step forward.
His gaze lingered on me like I was filth smeared across the floor. “I don’t know what this little experiment is,” he continued, “but you need to stop. She’s a vampire. An enemy. A vermin who needs to be killed.”
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