One Night With The Cruel Alpha

Thor

house, back toward the lion's den. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic, trapped bird. I think I preferred his outright crue

isplay of power. One wall was a massive window looking out over the sprawling territory. The others were line

d me enter, his fingers steepled under his chin, his grey eyes ass

finally broke it. "My wolf," he said, his voice

ement, stripping the act of any intimacy it might have acc

ve changed my mind. The single leaf of

throat. I didn't unders

walked around the massive desk until he stood directly in front of me.

a request. It was a statement of fact.

to silence. He was offering to keep me. To make me his mi

to a low, seductive murmur. "More Moonlight Grass than you could eve

indifference in his eyes. It was a raw, obsessive

spirit, screamed in protest. I remembered the contempt in his father's eyes all those years ago. I remembered the sneers and whispers that had followed

et his gaze head-on. "I refuse," I sa

nfident authority to disbelief, and then, to a dark, simmering rage. No one sai

tween his clenched teeth. His Alpha power exploded into the ro

s, but I held my ground. This was all I had left. T

ce shaking slightly but my res

ge shift. His inner wolf was howling, not just at the challenge to its authority, but at the raw, primal

amming me back against the hard wooden bookshelves. The hold was firm enou

hoice?" he growled, his

met his furious gaze without flinching. "You can forc

eg. With a roar of pure frustration, he release

d shoulders tense. "Get out," he s

hat I gave you and get off my land. If I e

arms, I got to my feet. I didn't look back at him. I just turned and walked out of t