Chapter 8. We Don’t Have a Choice

“Be quiet. Go home, and I’ll talk to you later. Right now, we are nothing until this gets rectified. I can’t have two mates. You know the laws.” The edge in his tone signals him executing his dominance, and she recoils quickly, knowing when not to question or argue, even if her face gives away the pain in what he said. Alphas have a tone reserved for times when pack animals won’t obey. It renders us mute and makes us do what is asked of us, which is one of those times. Even I tremble at its effect on everyone present and have to stop myself from slinking back into the shadows. Not every male has the gift, only those born to lead.

“Alora? That’s your name, right?” Colton turns to me, surprising me with the change, those chocolate eyes melting me when we connect, and I have to look away again, too, pulled towards him for my liking and nod shyly. I have no control over his effect on me, and I don’t like this one bit. Freedom was calling to me, and now this annoying, undesirable n