“Well, if it isn’t Alpha Mark,” he says, glaring right back at me. “We meet again.” “I’m going to rip your head off, you asshole,” I tell him, bending at the knee so that I can launch my attack. “I’d like to see you try, you pathetic fuuu—” He doesn’t get the rest of his sentence out as a large d
*Tristan* The volcanic rage surging in me is distracting me from the pain in my shoulder. I have no time to listen to anyone explain what has happened. Morris has been warned, but he has the guts to call our admonitions a bluff. A group of our warriors is right on our heels as we arrive, and we al
I crouch in front of him and inch my face toward his. “Look at me, fool,” I order. He raises his pallid face until our eyes connect. He looks like he has been crying. His tear-stained cheeks confirm my suspicions while his pale, boney, spotted hands tremble. I can feel the presence of the other Al
*Gene* I can’t help but pace back and forth through my office. The Alphas have gone down to the crypt to speak to Alpha Morris. Only my Beta remains in my office. I want some answers, but I don’t even know where to begin. “Where did those asshole Alphas go to?” I demand from Adam, even though I kn
I disagree with the strong-arm tactics that the four Alphas are approaching me with. I am not used to being told what to do, and I have a long memory. I will hold it against them. I will find a way to make sure all four of these Alphas pay for their behavior today. But right now, with their forces
*Emily* I am so gorgeous… none of those stupid fucking Alphas even deserve me. Yet, they think they want that stupid Breeder bitch instead. They must have been brainwashed from that bitch herself. I stare at my reflection in the mirror, brushing out my long, dark hair, waiting to hear from the pac
I say nothing, but I feel tears stinging my eyes. Emily is losing, and Emily doesn’t like that. “You are going to marry Alpha Stephen. He’s here to collect you.” King Gene’s words seem definitive, like there’s nothing I can say to change his mind, and that makes me want to hurl the stapler off of
*Eli* I shove my hands into the pockets of my jeans but then pull them out again. What is taking the other three Alphas so long to get here? “Calm down, brother. I’m sure we will come up with a solution soon. Just breathe,” Kelly tells me. I inhale and exhale, but the relaxation technique is doin