The Alpha's Obsession.

wiped them on my dress, the fabric

ore d

ts' company, Evangeline Interiors, and finally escape this hell. But now... no

t now forgotten. Desmond and Seraphina had me pinned here, figurati

ng' outside the room and had dragged m

g, I knew what was coming. I braced myself for the slap, and it did, the impact making me hiss in pain. She'

utfit and shamelessness for

ir, cold and mocking. He stood by the fireplace, his broad frame casting a long shadow acro

hard, my t

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talking about," I muttered

prey. His presence was oppressive, suffocating. Seraphina st

Ethan, was it? How foolish of you, Nyxia. Did you really think we wouldn't fi

o

red lip, forcing myself not to fli

forcing me to look up at him. His grip was bruising, his nails digg

part of this pack, and you'll follow its rules. You'll e

a Beta I was supposed to obey him. But even after four years, I had never, not once felt the compulsion of it like ot

instead, he released me with a shove, sending me stumbling back a few step

filled with icy menace. "If you don't break it

e, my blood turning to i

ves, about the power Desmond held in my life. I knew I should

making my stomach churn. "You think you can defy us, Nyxia? You're nothi

-to keep my parents' company afloat, despite Desmond and Seraphina trying to ruin everything. I had only six days

da

that," I said thr

d the head maid stepped into the room, her eyes wide

nger to a carefully controlled mask of civility. He

mile tight and unnatural. "Fix yourself up, Nyxia and leave for work

t guests. Whoever they were, I had to pretend everything was fine. Not the first time I had to pretend, and

bout it," Seraphina snapped

d. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, my pale skin standing out starkly against the deep red of my dress. My ha

nd and Seraphina talking about earlier? There was something

out Ethan. B

reeling. My foot caught on something, an

ng me before I could fall. I looked

red back at me and a

y were gone. Replaced with

hallway. His eyes, cold and unreadable, locked onto mine. A jagged scar ran d

hand that he held my arm wit

halluc