One Night With The Cruel Alpha

Thor

warmth I had left. I knelt in the mud before the towering gates of the Blackwood Packhouse, the icy sludge seeping through the knees o

whimpered in my mind. Her voice was a mix of desperate hope and profound

own thoughts a tight, painful

groaned open. A flood of warm, golden light spilled out, silhouetting a f

hat cut through the damp air. It was the scent I had dreamed of for eight long year

form, my muddy clothes, my trembling limbs, and his face remained a mask of indifference. Behind him, a leaner man with dark hair and glass

rantic beating of my heart. This wasn

but clear. "I request... an audi

rain. The full force of his Alpha presence crashed down on me, a physical weight that threate

, Ethan, his face pale and feverish, the black veins of silver poison creeping up his chest. I bit down on my l

by my resilience. He moved closer, his expensive leather boots sinking slightly into the mud just inche

. Those dark, intense eyes stared into mine, and for a moment, my heart stopped. It was the first time I had bee

smelling-rain, mud, fear. But underneath it all, I knew he would find something

as a low, magnetic rumble that

pha," I whispered, the words tasting l

hed. He knew the value of what I was

a common she-wolf overplaying her hand. He released my chin as if he'd

stalk of Moonlight Grass?" he asked, his tone mak

I lowered my eyes to the ground, focusing on the way the rain turn

rd it. It was his wolf, I realized, protesting this cold negotia

e. "Leo, take her insid

leaving me hollow. Using the last of my strength, I pu

ded me a thick, soft towel. His eyes w

a shock to my system. Crystal chandeliers dripped light onto polished marble floors. A fire roared

a mixture of curiosity and contempt. Just another stray omega, trying to sleep her way into the

uite. "The bathroom is through there," he said, his voice flat.

doesn't lik

ve out, and I slid down the smooth, polished wood of the door to the floor. The tears I had held b