My Alpha Mate Wants Me Back

r and Layana, and Beta Randale came running, slipping the scroll in the back of his pocket. Grinning like a fool,

paper before returnin

ties who keeps looking at me like I'm his meal-when I feel it. The aura change in

al to my being as the air I breathe. I feel it my soul and body, jolts and crippling warmt

my insides melt completely. Thrice, I've snuck into the Alpha's room to steal his clothes. He has too many to

ith him and I am not ashamed to

ng the lot of us out through the back door. Shooting a quick look in Lovette's d

gigantic double doors are shut and

rs and his luscious lips tilt into a hard smile as his mother whispers something to him. Cunning hazel eyes do a sweep across the room, as if searching for something, someone. His beauty is the kind that d

s bearing the colors of the pack

whispers something into Alpha Kier

he crowd and address

nsing me, his head turns in my direction and I duck behind the pillar, heart jumping. W

head before him and answer the questio

when Beta Randale pauses, staring at the

eta?" the Alpha

There's a name. . .Ther

ed. "Call it, Randale

head with disbelief as he says, "Jes

s like it will burst out of my chest.

gh several rows of elegantly dressed women, their clothes a great contrast from my old, tor

m

of the daiz, keeping my

am the object of his interest and he is starin

o Beta Randale. "You were tasked with crosschecking the

piercing mine. "You must know this is a mistake. You have no place he

only thing that comes to heart. "It might be a mistake, but my feelings for the Alpha are not. I, Jessamine Ever