All Chapters of The Tyrant alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 13

Memories flash in my mind of the great room, surrounded by the pack, covered in blood. Killian’s unwavering voice.I have no mate. It is known.I shiver. He doesn’t now. I can feel the silence inside me where the fledgling bond had been. “Thank you.” I grab Abertha’s dry hand.She shrugs. “You’ll pay me back.”“I will. I promise.”Abertha already takes a percentage of everything we make at the market. Lately, I’ve been debating whether to cut her in when I figure out how to do online sales. I’m definitely cutting her in after this.“Let’s get you some tea,” she says. “And pants.”We pick our way through the thick underbrush back to one of the trails. I don’t remember crawling into the thicket. It was a smart move. In my heat, I was defenseless. At least the brambles offered some protection.We aren’t far from Abertha’s cottage. I must have been heading there when I lost it. It’s reassuring to see our wooden beehives busy with activity, and the herbs bushy and tall in the raised garden

I skirt the commons and follow the ridge, approaching my cabin from behind. Only elders are up this early, and I really don’t want to see them after yesterday’s naked mortification. Or was it the day before? Time’s a little fuzzy.I round the cabin, and I’m almost to my front steps when a throat clears. I jump and whirl. Thankfully, I’ve already grabbed the banister, so I keep my balance.It’s Killian, leaning against the outbuilding across the path. He’s wearing a gray sweatshirt, hood up, and his customary faded jeans that cling to his thighs. My heart beats faster, but in the way it always does around him. He’s built and scary and objectively hot. It’s a normal female reaction.I scan my body. No sign of heat.I exhale and stare at his boots. It’s as close to a bent neck as he’s getting today.“Where were you?” His voice is brusque but even.He doesn’t come closer. He’s propped one heel on the wall, and with another male, it’d look casual, but with his air of raw power, it’s menaci