Rogue Alpha's Sweet Trap

“Ifyoureallywanttokillme.”Shegrittedherteeth.“Thendoit.”Shewouldn'tmind.Maybeshewasbetteroffdead.Hewatchedherwithastillnessthatmadeherskincrawl,likeastormdecidingwhentostrike.Thesilencebetweenthemstretched.Then,finally,hespoke.Shadowsseemedtodanceinhiseyes.“Tellme,what'syourname?”Shehesitated.Thatpause,briefasitwas,seemedtoamusehim.Acornerofhismouthtwitched,likehealreadyknewshewouldn'tanswer.Shepartedherlips…Butbeforeshecouldspeak,thesoundofaloudhowlrippedthroughthegarden.Shefroze.Thatwasn'tjustanyhowl.Itwassharp.Piercing.Asignalofdanger.VivienwasbornthedaughterofarespectedBeta.Now,she’saservant–selectednotforhonor,butforherwomb.Herpack’sAlphaneedsanheirbutrefusedtotakeamate.Wariseverywhere,andifhefalls,thepackdieswithhim.Vivienischosentocarryhischild.She’snamelessinthehallsofpower.Mocked.Watched.Used.Everyonesaysshe’llbediscardedoncethedestinedLunaawakens.Butfateplayscruelgames.Desperateforanescape,shefindsherselfintheforbiddenUndercity–whereasavagepackthatruleswithoutlaws.There,hiddenbeneathstoneandsavagedominance,shemeetshim.ArogueAlpha.Lawless.Dangerous.Andfartoointerestedinwhatsheis.Heoffersherhelp.Awayout.Butthemostdangeroustrapsaretheonesthatfeellikesafety.Andinthedark…he’salreadyclaimedherwithoutlayingahand.---Thisisvery,veryR18.Readatyourownrisk.