e Bent

s larger than my family's en

ster bed draped in charcoal silk dominated the room. The head maid, an older Beta woman named Greta, washed the blood and dirt

and gutter mud. When I stepped out, my reflection looked like a ghost: silver-blonde hair tang

clothes and sat on th

blinked, I saw Arthur's bruised face, Martha

cating, inescapable presence of

e to command an army of wolves that made

re waiting for him to

d, walked to the heavy oak

ock

the wood paneling every ten paces. The fortress was dead quiet, save for the di

arching for an office, a landline-anyt

nd library, a voice filtered through a

lbert has mobilized three mercenary squads around the border bunker. If we assault, th

k against the wall

too long," a deep

was

had changed into a dark slate shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing corded

said, his voice cold and calculated

d so early? If the high pack council discovers you have

udden, violent,

man's hand shattered into

son blood splashed ac

tantly into rigid,

tal fragments hit the rug. He turned his head slowly, his gray-blue eyes blaz

ce again, Burdell," he snarled, the Alpha com

Alpha," Burdell

es in his palm began to knit together and seal before my very eyes-an instantaneou

e hairs on my neck stand up. "She is my fated mate. She is the Luna of the Wilkins Pack

choked in

ed

the Wilk

high-caliber round, knocking t

kward, my heel striking the heavy

reeched across th

y, the silence

ell barked, his hol

e feet and bolted, sprinting down the carpeted

west wing at full speed, my hear

sive shadow materialized out of

brake, but my moment

effortlessly off the floor and slamming my back gen

and pure frost crashed o

d up, t

his dark hair falling across his brow. In the dim

it, little bird," he whispered, h

was a solid mountain of iron. "Let me go! What di

to the curve of my hips through the thin silk of my p

brushed the sensitive shell of my

shiver straight through my core. "And tomorrow mornin