Breed Me, Alpha King
I just needed some sheets," Cathy stammered, her usual confidence evaporating under their glares. One of the women, a tall brunette with piercing blue eyes, stepped forward. "Well, well. If it isn't the human who thinks she's better than the rest of us." The way she said 'human' made it sound like a disease. Cathy's brown eyes flashed with defiance. "That's not true. I never—" But was it true? Had she thought she was different? Special? "Save it," the brunette interrupted. "We all know who you are. Perhaps you thought countless others hadn't tried to jump his bones? I mean, look at the shewolves here, they all want him and you think he'd abandon his kind and get frisky with you?" The words