The Alpha’s Silver Mate

"Don't look up," I prayed, shivering completely n*ked against the rough bark of the oak tree. Below me marched Thorne, the ruthless Ironclaw Alpha and our pack’s most feared enemy. I was just the weak, invisible sister of the Silvermane pack, forced to shift back to human form without my clothes to avoid his patrol. My flawless warrior sister, Thessa, was supposed to be his prize tonight. But suddenly, the massive Alpha stopped dead in his tracks. His terrifying guards froze as a deep, feral growl vibrated from his chest. He inhaled sharply, his striking green eyes locking directly onto my hidden, trembling body. "Mine," his mind-link invaded my thoughts, making my lower stomach clench. "Alpha, what is it?" his Beta asked, weapons drawn. Thorne didn't look away from my bare skin, his jaw tight with possessive hunger. "Clear the woods," he ordered his men, his voice dark and deadly. "But sir, the rogue threat—" "I said leave!" Thorne roared, his eyes flashing a dangerous gold. The moment we were alone, he stepped right beneath my branch. "Drop down, little moon," he commanded softly, holding his massive arms out. "Or I’m coming up there to get what belongs to me." ad.readinkapp.com

"I’m n*ked," I whispered, my face burning as I tried to hide behind the thick tree branch. 🌿 I was the invisible, useless youngest sister. My three warrior sisters were downstairs right now, wearing their tightest dresses, fighting to get the attention of Thorne—the terrifying, ruthless Alpha of the Ironclaw pack. But Thorne wasn’t looking at them. He was standing right under my tree, his glowing green eyes staring up at my bare legs dangling over the branch. 🐺 "Get down," his voice was a low, dangerous rumble that sent electricity straight to my core. "Or I’m coming up there to get you." Before I could even breathe, he tossed his heavy black cloak up to me. It smelled like dark woods and pure, intoxicating Alpha male. I scrambled down, drowning in his coat. He didn't even look at my perfect sisters waiting for him. Instead, he shifted into a massive, terrifying black wolf and forced me onto his bare back. My bare thighs pressed against his thick fur as he ran. "Hold on tight, little moon," his deep voice purred directly into my mind. I thought I was safe. I thought the most dangerous man in the world just claimed me. But when we walked into the pack house, my eldest sister was waiting. She saw his cloak on my bare body, and a sick, twisted smile spread across her face. "You really think he wants you?" she whispered so only I could hear. "Just wait until he finds out what you really are..." 🩸 ad.readinkapp.com

She was curled up naked on a tree branch, thinking she was hidden well enough. Then his voice came from below: "Ruelle." She held her breath and scrambled higher. He suddenly vaulted up into the tree — she jerked back in surprise, lost her balance, and nearly fell — he caught her forearm just in time and pulled her to safety, then immediately turned his head away. "You... shouldn't be seeing me like this." Her face burned crimson. "But I can." His voice came out wrecked, barely his own. "And I do. You know I do." He was staring at her, gaze scorching — but his hands stayed locked on the trunk, gripping so hard he wouldn't let himself reach out and grab her ankle. ad.readinkapp.com