Chapter 26. Phantom of the Slave

His body’s perfection is everything. Alpha Alain is both breath-taking and jaw-dropping. And his huge masculinity…now that is a prize worth crawling for.

Sasha swallowed, not knowing if this is really real or is she just dreaming.

“What are you waiting for, Sasha?” asked Alain, mouth twitching to the side. “Come to me, Slave.”

Slave. That’s what she is—to him. To every man. Even to Ansel.

“Are you still waiting for Ansel?” Sadness laced the Shadow Alpha’s voice, raw and unfeigned. Almost as if he treats Ansel as a competitor towards Sasha, an Alpha’s favorite Slave.

Then, Alain reached for Sasha’s neck, his mighty hands wrapping around her throat. Her eyes widened, foul thoughts swirling. Will he snap her neck? Will he kill her, here and now?

“You belong to me,” he growled against her neck, fangs grazing her skin. Sasha just let her head fall back.

“I’ll never be yours.” Though her words are nothing more but a whisper, she could feel him gri