I knew as he came again that it was well and truly done. I couldn't escape him he was going to make me his.
Tonight.
After he came, he slumped atop me. Tucking his face into the crook of my neck and winding his fingers into the blonde curls along my head to hold me there as if savoring my scent.
"Why did you pick me, Draven?" I whimpered. "You could've had them all."
He sighed. Lifting his head. And I saw his eyes were that dark shade, flinted with yellow. "I've told you over and over again, Lyra. You were made to be mine. Do you know why father brought you into the pack?"
I chewed my cheek, shaking my head.
I remembered Edrick, the former alpha, coming across me, hiding in the woods and I remembered the boys at his side. Draven and his little brother, Alaric.
I was one of the
