Sacrificed

iends. If Alpha Mondo had still been alive, they would still be my bullies.

down the conifer-lined driveway. The scent of pine filled my nostrils

t would get me out of Lunaris, the village within Logris that housed all the shifters. Mum and I would s

e long stretch of road that bordered the alpha's compound. It was on the ou

d. It was larger than any truck, with humongous tires, and cov

, the door open

l. He was a handsome blond about my age, and smelled

lder. "It's right over there.

ed. "We're from

ld's largest and most powerful groups of wolve

lier than planned. Our coach can't get through

ust have been slacking off. "I have permission to get through the war

d his feature

was even more handsome. Clean-cut, square jawed, with a perfectly straight nose.

e swept off the face to accentuate his strong brow. Nothing about

ep voice and treated me to a dazz

flirting? I gulped. When he discovered I was lower tha

ay from him and glanced i

occupied by young people whose hair was varying shades of blond,

he mixer tonight?

n't in

wn my form. "Are

ok my

est," he said. "And I won't a

art s

the shifter Cinderella? I'd ju

fters in one space and then a few more for my breathing to return

oice tremble. "Going to the mixer

oomed a voice

le seat. He was shirtless, with muscles more suited to an ox than a wolf, and a strawberry blond beard that stretched d

ied. What on

He held out a hand the size of a baseball

oody hell. I'd just had a civil conversation with the son of an alpha. The m

n the alpha's and tried not to grimace as he pum

ou." I stared into his twi

is grip and pumped his fist in th

he younger members of the pack, unless it was in a separate vehicle and he was surrounded by an e

and on my shoulder and gestu

front and lowered myself int

leep. Dolph just invited me to the mixer. There was no need to look into the reasons why-it was probably a

an eye, and returned to her slumber. D

oach rumbled down the driveway towa

say you were