Chapter 7

HAZEL

The lust in their eyes was deeper than the depths of the Atlantic and they made no attempt to hide it. Dark eyes swirling with blackened strings portraying love when in actuality they all wanted the flesh and not the feelings.

His hand came down hard on her ass and the yelp that left her lips had my jaw clenching tighter.

“You have to meet them,” Iliana rasped out. Her hoarse voice was shaking and she took careful steps out into the large room; she was limping as though each step hurt her.

I had to meet the alphas. I shouldn’t be staring—I knew that was what she meant. But I couldn’t stop looking at Liv and wondering if I should intervene.

“And do what? You alone up against a room full of alphas?” Trixy spat.

“They’re going to—they’re using her.”

“Look around, Hazel. You’re all being used! it’s the fate of the game, you’re nothing more than puppets to them and us wolves your faithful servants who in the minds of these alphas are no mat