Chapter 102

But before she may want to figure out which protest to voice first, Amelia seen the crowd moving. The guys on both facets of the place they had been gathered at the center started out to returned away, their heads down and eyes on the ground. And Gabriel stood, chin low, but the relaxation of his body—sheened in sweat, oiled, and most of the physique paint now smeared or scraped—taut and poised.

He scanned the crowds, his eyes daring any of them to step closer.

And none of them did.

Evelyn ushered Amelia back, Robert coming to stand to her other side, both of them staring at Gabriel via narrowed eyes.

He commenced to prowl the aspect of the circle, forcing the adult males to returned away further or step into his Course, his eyes almost fevered as he locked on every one of them as he passed.

“Do any task me? Any trust themselves the fit for the Alpha?” he called. His chest still moved quickly, as if his respiration was rapid. But he looked top notch and