Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by the Lycan King

sey

ours before the ext

leaving, he would lock me in the dungeon. An Alpha's posse

led me the

. "The Elders want a photo op. A show of

as bring

sweater to hide my bandages

ton of a blue whale. Bennett looked tired, but Aria

rely acknowledging me. "Try

dream of i

A photographer hired by the pack

r directed. "Alpha, put y

iffly, he placed his hand o

walked toward a display of ancient wolf artifacts. A h

. She didn't just trip; she threw

pped back to avoid

loor with a dramat

fell. Bang! It smashed into the spot where I had been standing a se

tt didn't

ry out. He saw

shook the glass cases. He shifted partially, his

l her!" he bellow

! The pla

grabbed me by the throat.

hand, gasping for air. The Alpha

t..." I

e snarled, his face inches from mine, "

the floor hard, my injure

a up again. "G

e out looking grave. It was the Head

s are drawing too much energy. She needs a transfusion. Direc

ing blood was giving life force. It cre

iately. He rolled up his slee

I saw the needle go into Bennett's arm. I saw his

nce, for a woman he had known for a week.

buzzed in

ew identity is 'Kelsey Vane, Artist.' Flight

of my coat. The fak

ed pale, drained, but his eyes were fixed

her Alpha-snapped. I felt it break in my chest. It did

and wal