BANE OF THE ALPHA

er heart pounding as she peered into the dark expanse ahead. Tonight was unlike any other. The full moon loomed high, casting its eerie light through the dens

lf with no pack, no home. She had been cast aside after her family's brutal deaths-left with nothing but the remnants

had to be. For years, she had hidden behind the walls of fear and shame, but tonight, she would no longer be t

the aching pressure of her bones shifting under her skin, her senses sharpening, her claws lengthening. It was the night of the full moon, and like all

t black, her eyes glowing with a fierce, untamed light. For a moment, she stood there, breathing heavily, relishing in th

den snap of twigs behind her. Her head snapped a

aura of another werewolf, a strong presence. The man who approached was tall and broad-shouldered, his posture rigid with

bow before him, but she resisted. She would not let

t sent shivers down her spine. She could see the curiosity in his expression

was low, rough, like grav

she growled, her voice coming out as a low snarl. She was no longer the subm

forward, the weight of his presence pressing down on her. "You're a lon

r words were sharp, filled with the pain of her past. But beneath it,

it hardened once again. "That's about to change," h

hand gripped her by the scruff of her neck, the Alpha's dominance suffocating. Rowena's heart pounded in her ch

something that made her pulse quicken and her wolf grow restless? This was not the first time she'd encountered an Alpha, but there was

one that she could not deny, no

ter. What had she

moment was far darker than the night itself. And she wa