Brinley
I stared at Alpha in horror. He would do it. I could see it in the evil glint in his eyes. He would turn his own son rogue. I had to do something. I had to stop this. I blurted out, “The mark doesn’t belong to Coal!”
His blackened gaze snapped to mine, a hiss releasing from his throat, “What the f**k did you just say?”
“It’s not…Coal’s mark,” I desperately tried to keep the tremor from my voice. “It’s Langdon’s. He’s the Wolf that marked me. I…I love him. We…we’re going to be together.” I was thankful now that Langdon had thought to cover me in his scent, and understood why it hadn’t been enough just to rub his skin against mine. He’d needed to kiss me…because Alpha leaned in and sniffed at my mouth and lips, his nostrils flaring from the scent.
I held my breath. Maybe, just ma
