NOLA
Rhett stepped up beside me, his presence so massive and overwhelming that the Council members actually took a half-step back. He placed a hand on my shoulder, his fingers splaying out over the collarbone where his mark was hidden, and the touch sent a jolt of pure, magnetic fire through my system. I could feel the raw, s****l power of his Alpha status radiating off him, a challenge to anyone who dared to question his claim or my authority.
"You heard her," Rhett growled, the sound low and lethal. "The Bridge is closed to anyone who isn't me, and if you try to force your way across, I won't have to kill you, I’ll just sit back and watch while your own blood betrays you."
The old man looked at me for a long, agonizing minute, his eyes searching for a crack in my resolve, but I stared
