~ALPHA VARG
My throat felt tight when he finally let me go. Tighter than it had ever felt in my entire life, as if his very fingers had left an invisible collar wrapped around my neck, cutting off my air supply. The dominant pressure of his Alpha aura was still thick in the small space, a suffocating, heavy heat that made my skin prickle and my wolf whimper in absolute submission.
Alpha Varg sat back behind his massive mahogany desk, his mountainous frame shifting with a terrifying, slow grace. He didn't say a word. He just watched me. His dark, expressionless eyes tracked every single move I made, staring right through me like a predator observing a marked prey that had nowhere left to run.
My hands were shaking uncontrollably. I tried to steady them, forcing my fingers to straighten o
