Mated To 7 Identical Arrogantly Alpha Kings
hand lay at her back directing her into a room where the rest of the pack was assembled. Deanna could not help but sense the seven
t and a jawline sharp enough to slice glass gave him a tough appearance. He had a silent strength and a wolf-like gaze that made her uneasy. A peculiar, unsaid tension
. Dark, calculating, always judging, his eyes were. Seeing Deanna made him grin, but it wasn't a nice one. It was sharp, like a knife, and it sent a chilly shiver down her back
orm. Everywhere, tall, broad-shouldered guys with strong personalities, the Alphas' auras were oppressive in their
ed on her back. Like a thunder cloud looming over he
and unavoidable, when their eyes met once more. Though the tension was clear, she could see his posture's restraint and distan
arp, knowing grin never wavered and it was obvious he was measuring her up. He appeared to know more th
nd Deanna. Though others were engrossed in discussion, the room's energy was
fit in with those who already understood their duties. The pack was a machine operatin
her. "You will have to show you deserve this pack," he remarked, the und
an
d, a subtle amusement in his eyes. "Deanna, the future of the pack is in your hands," he murmured, h
challenging. His gaze's intensity hung on h
t even imply? She could sense the increasing pressure, the
around her. Isaac's strong, authoritative voice grounded her. "
. Deanna could already see that their allegiance to Isaac was not assured. They were a
only out of reach. She was unprepared for this. She was unprepared for Isaac, for the relationship, for the dut
gure stood in the entrance behind her. Deanna looked around t
u will pick your way through this world." You
nd hovered in the air. He was advising her
om her? He had said her, indeed. But now she had to show herself not only to him bu
was still there, always reminding her of the quiet tension between them. Every time she saw him, it seemed
here, endearing yet too pointed to be completely sincere. She understood he wasn't someone to trust r
gh the stillness like a ra
d, his voice low yet forceful. "You