The Breeder Luna Bites Back

h. Too cold. My fingers grip them tight, but I don't recognize anything

not

st a bit. And there he is. A stranger. His face hidden in the shadows. But a mark that catches my eye - on his spinal

to get

e, but I can't stop. I stumble, trying to be quiet. Trying not to wake him. The room spins, and

r the handle. My fingers fumble, the cold metal

e up. Don

h echoes off the walls as I run. The scent of cedar fades, replaced by something sharp

alls close in on me. My vision blurs. Everything's wrong. My skin burns where the

iar. I push it open, and the sight makes my stomach twist. A pentho

o, no

band. My alpha. My mate. My heart slams against my ribs a

, dark hair that's always perfectly in place. Except now, something's off. Hi

wakens," he says, his voic

hey're not the warm brown I remember. They're dark, almost black, like something is h

what to say. My throat tightens. The room sp

happening?" he echoes in a mocking

tinging my eyes. "No. I

and there she is. Emilia. His mistress. Her sleek brun

ser. "Didn't he tell you? You were no

xposed. My hands shake as I try to hold on to something, anyth

voice cold, final. "What are

usts a stack of papers into my trembling hands. My fingers fumble with them, and I see the word **D

can barely

A flicker of blue in his eyes, but it's gone before I can make sense of it. I stumble back, the papers falling carele

ead. Her voice, sweet like poison. "You were

forest ahead looms, looking dark and endless. My feet pound against the earth, pushing me forward.

through. My breath comes in ragged gasps. I can feel them. Malachi's wolves. T

still pu

oes he

e, but I don't stop. I can't. I crawl, my fingers digging into the dirt. The scent of oak

. Deep. Comma

s stop too. Everyth

w in the dark. He's an alpha, I can feel it. His presence is overwhelming

his voice softening.

ges. I see his eyes, piercing blue, filled with concern. But then they shift. For a moment, the