Betrayed by her Alpha

a's

eeps seeping into my mind. His grin, his playful statements, the w

far from the pages in front of me. The memory of Liam's touch on my arm sen

em dist

is...Liam. Again. Standing ove

say, trying to sound angry, but

wn next to me without a request. "

deny the flutter in my gut

g back on his hands. "You've been having a rough

u're the distrac

lance, his eyes twinkling

ing about the way he looks at me, something that makes my heart race. I detest it. I s

am," I say, more to

that I can feel the warmth of his breath on

s sight, totally unable to look away. Something is p

n't trust you," I add kindly, for

ds, his voice low and seductive. "But you

right. I feel it- the draw between us, the unavo

up quickly. But as I turn to le

denly serious. "Just be careful. Ther

r an entirely other cause now. "I know t

then nods, his face obscur

an feel his eyes on me. And even though I know I should

re growing stronger, and it was getting harder to control them. Every time I get

know wha

Ethan. I sighed, knowing I should talk to him,

answer.

" he adds, his voice ti

phone on the bed and try to calm myself down before he gets here. The

ck on the door, and Ethan walks in

seriously, Maya," he add

too," I say, cr

ser. "Your powers are getting stronger, and

boiling up. "It's not like there's a m

s stiffening. "You can't keep pretending

side me. "I didn't ask for this

y. "But you have to deal with it. If you d

fall. The lamp on the table flickers, a

itude softens, but he's still stiff

h, feeling tired. "I

a hand on my shoulder. "You're

feeling soothed. But then I remember

m not strong enoug

s firmly. "You just

not so

n I see him again. Liam. Leaning casually a

y heart racing. What is

g to sound angry, but there's a strange

nd walking toward me. "If I were st

" I say, rol

linting with amusement. "Relax, May

re?" I ask, cr

ybe I just enjoy

a second. "Or maybe you

. "You're smart

e whether to be pleased or skept

ack. But he keeps advancing until I'm pushed up against the tree

, Maya," he says quietly. "But

not

me off. "

changes. I sense the energy moving, like the surroundings are charged wi

testi

g?" I ask, fear ri

ng. "Show me your strength,

wer. The wind picks up around us, whirling leaves and dust into the ai

. "Not bad," he says, moving back with a pl

king about," I answer nervous

eating, uncertainty swirling in my mind. What is he trying to prove? And why

he draw again. The undeniable at

can't.