He Was My Alpha, I Was His Storm

ie'

swallowed

my lungs, and yet-I didn't stop. There was something raw in his voice when he told me

ent of moss and pine thick in the air. But something else

oo

ell in a slow, measured rhythm, too calm, too still. And then I saw i

earing.

And again, louder, as

side from the wind. "Why me?" I whispered, hardly

o me-fully turned to me-and what I saw

o matter what happens, don't run from me.

though my mou

I fel

brush. The ground seemed to tremble under its st

g red. A deformed snarl that

ro

, teeth too long for its jaw. This wasn't

n't s

slow and deliberate. "Get beh

di

n it ha

th, one long look b

d, appalled, mesmerized... and captivated. His clothes shredded from him in tatters, but I could barely drag my

silver that caught the moonlight like armor. His eyes still burne

hat was

a wolf.

e the chaos-I didn't feel fea

gue at

d fury. I had to get away. My body begged me to, but somethin

bone. The rogue snapped at Andrew's side, but he moved with grace, with lethal precis

h a feral snarl, his jaws locking aroun

le

coat muted by smears of blood

I saw him. Not jus

raced. I wasn't sure what was happening within me, but s

olf... i

ery cell in my body exploded awake

eyes, meet

d. "I think... I thi

all this began, I wasn't afra