Grace of a Wolf by Lenaleia

Chapter 15

Chapter 14: Grace: Sent Back

By evening, I’m still alive—but now I don’t want to be.

The man’s an absolute psychopath.

Psycho. Path.

Since when does "go straight to the source" mean waltz into the middle of the grand event welcoming the fucking Lycan King?

And, even if that is what it meant—which it isn’t—what madman throws a bound and gagged woman to the floor in the middle of the room?

Him. That’s who.

My skin burns with everyone’s eyes on me, and I know my face is redder than a tomato. Everyone can see the state I’m in, and there isn’t a single friendly gaze in the bunch.

The meticulously decorated event hall is gorgeous, filled with random, expensive-looking floral arrangements. Everyone in the pack is here, from Alpha and Beta down to the lowliest omega; the main lodge is the only building on pack lands large enough to handle a crowd this size.

There’s a long table at the front of the room to seat the guest of honor and his party on one side, and Alpha and other high-ranking wolves of the Blue Mountain Pack on the other; it’s a standard seating arrangement.

Several Lycans already sit there, leaning forward with interest, but the Lycan King’s seat—next to Alpha—is empty.

And Alpha...

My heart sinks at the look on his face.

the table. His jaw clenches so tight, a muscle twitches beneath his skin. A vein in his

meaning of this?" His voice comes out low, controlled—the kind of control

arms, forcing me onto my feet. Pins and needles attack my legs, leaving me swaying against his grip. A whimper escapes through the gag, and I find myself missing my betrayer wolf friend. He might be disloyal, but at least he cares about keeping

arm, and I can already tell they’re leaving bruises. Though that’s the least

he bows his head in a show of submission I’ve never

I should

with such deference...

Alpha’s voice softens with

if it wasn’t already forced wide open from the gag in my mouth. Lies spill from Alpha’s mouth, smooth as

recently."

as his scrutiny burns through me. "You took in a human child, Brax?" There’s a

her to be useful." Alpha spreads his hands. "What else could we do? The human systems would have

he cared about me, only for him to speak of

The king’s voice carries notes of steel.

those proved

my relationship with Rafe sound dirty and twisted. I search the crowd for Rafe’s face, though my field of vision is limited

at the main table. Instead, he stands with Ellie, who looks positively gleeful over

"That you’d risk harboring a human all these years, purely out of the

to

against my cheek as he does so. The rough fabric scrapes against the corners of my mouth, and I wince at the

feels like sandpaper, and I work my jaw to ease the

into mine.

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