THE ALPHA'S UNWANTED MATE

to move, and my nose is filled with the musty smell of soil. I feel like my limbs are heavy and n

and stare against the dim light pouri

-covered ground beneath me, a shudder goes through me. My

Selena. t

al. the

now. Go i

nd Jake's uninterested gaze, my father's back turned, the pack silently seeing me being flung

s import

t my own family, my own blood, has deserted me. Not even my father, the alpha of the pack, stoo

. I had to get moving. I am unable to remain here. The wolf smell is still there in the

again due to a wave of nausea. Despite my body's protesting cries, I make myself st

ead of the other. I

have no destination. As the night air stings my bare flesh, I am reminded of how unprepared I am for what

th every step. How quickly they threw

distant rustling. My ri

ill present, but she is as exhausted as I am. I attempt to grab hol

hear it aga

uiet, a low g

hardly strong enough to stand, much less fight. I ball my fingers in

two bright eyes, then

lv

rogues, not

I prepare for the hit. A blur of action, however, stops it

. The rogue scurries back, snarling, but the larger, mor

look into my Savior's

mi

. He advances, his posture ready for combat, without even lo

mien, the tension increases. T

ance. Only Damien remains standing in the moonlight, his eyes finally meeting min

anything. This time, my heart is

dly audible above a whisper

es. "Because you no longer belong to them," he adds in

but the weight of what

stiny is rewrit

espond. With a gasp, my knees buckle under me. Burning li

ously before I fall. He observes me, hi

s voice both a warning and a pledge. "But the c

fs me, I just manage to r

illed with the aroma of firewood and cedar while I lie on a

ar the quiet murmu

, adds, "She survived the severance

ien responds. His voice is pie

Then we must get her ready. If she made it throug

is full with meanings

teps at the door m

ndle r

urns into something