The Alpha's Enemy Mate

ian'

. It was a soft, delicate fragrance that had no business surviving the frozen, metallic air of the Silver Border. Yet, as I ste

ack of my mind, his claws digging into the floor of my psyche. Mate. Claim. Return to the bridg

uff of white frost in the moonlight. I clenched my

ay somethi

ul. She was one of my most lethal warriors, a woman who had seen more blood than most men. Beside her, Jax moved like a silent mountain

where I had gripped Lyra's wrist felt as though it had been branded by a hot iron. I cou

es. He gestured toward the dark clearing ahead. A cluster of black, armored SUVs waited there, their en

e of chess by sacrificing a piece he never liked anyway. He was lean, covered in the silver scars of a hundred battles, and radiated a col

uscle, his eyes tracking my every step. "You did not kill h

r has a bit more bite than your tactical reports suggested, Father. You said she was a pampered

beside you, Killian. I need a Luna who can hold this border while you are in the city managing the firm's assets. The Silvers

narled in approval. My wolf did not care about assets or weapons.

arning. "She is an Alpha's daughter, not a piece of technology you have acquired

e in glass houses, hide behind drones, and think they are superior because they have clean fingernails. Putting her i

er scent spiking with defiance rather than fear. "She is not soft. She is steel wrapped in silk. I

was shorter than me, but his presence was a physical weight. "You sound defensive, Killian. Or p

-my father would own me. He would use her as a leash, knowing that my wolf would tear down the w

erful men in the world; I could lie to my father. "The marriage is a political necessity to stop the hemorrha

that way. We need her bloodline to stabilize the pack's genetics. But do not let your heart get involved

f the SUV. The door slammed with a fi

voice was deep and resonant. "You are a terrible liar, Killian. To a human, you are a statue. But to a wolf? Your

I warned, though the thr

r. The elders still have the names of the dead tattooed on their skin. If you bring a Silverstream into our halls and call her

longer under my control. Fenris was no longer pacing. He was standi

f they think they can touch what belongs to me, they will find out exactly why I am the Alpha the

. I gripped the steering wheel until the leather groaned. Three days. Three days until I had to stand at an altar

er how fast I drove, I could not outrun the scent of wildflowe

or's

playing a dangerous game with his father, and Fenris is clearly not helpin

lpha Valerius is as cold as ice. Do you think Killian can actually keep the

single one and I want to know your