The Wicked Alpha
AGATHA'S POV I hesitate for a moment, then peek out from my hiding spot. Across the larger room, I see Lyra crouched on the floor, holding her daughter tightly. A dozen werewolf men stand around them, their armor stained with blood. The noise in the other room grows louder as two of them continue tearing everything apart in search of me. Hiding here feels pointless. It's just a matter of seconds before they find me. Taking a deep breath, I step out into the open. “Are you looking for me?” I ask calmly. I’ve never been more terrified in my life, but my voice comes out steady. I didn’t know it was possible to be numb with fear. The two men immediately walk up to me and grab my arms, dragging me to their Alpha. I fight to keep my feet moving beneath me. “What do we have here?” the Alp
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