Grace of a Wolf by Lenaleia
Chapter 17
Chapter 16: Grace: What’s His
Mine.
The world buzzes in my ears, and time seems to slow.
Alpha’s standing now, veins protruding from his neck as he shouts at the Lycan King. Ellie’s yanking on Rafe’s arm, but he isn’t looking at her. He’s looking at me, his blue eyes dark and angry, as if I’ve somehow done something wrong.
My wrists and legs hurt where the rope still bites into my skin; there’s no doubt I’m the king’s captive, not anything he considers precious. And yet there’s my brain, lost and stuttering over his words.
Let me see who dares touch what’s mine.
Me? His?
My eyes return to the Lycan King, the source of this mess. His back is to me as he confronts my pack.
Muscles ripple beneath his shirt, each movement deliberate and controlled. The black ink of his tattoos shifts across his skin; at first, I thought of them as serpentine and slithery, but right now I can see they’re more like soft ropes of shadow caressing his skin. The patterns almost dance, mesmerizing in their fluid grace.
A bead of sweat rolls down Alpha’s temple as sound slowly comes back into focus, no longer buzzing in my ears. "High Alpha! What claim could you possibly have on this human?"
demand explanations from me? Tell me, Brax, what
head in submission. "High Alpha, I do not mean to demand anything—I only ask for clarification." His words are polite, but his words come through
who turned the thermostat up to
high, every bit the entitled future alpha
the murmuring crowd. Perfectly manicured nails dig into his forearm. "You’re making
her off, never once glancing back—his
the edge of a growl. "Not in front of everyone. Not for
before lightning strikes. His fingers flex at his sides, and I can’t tear my eyes from the way the shadows seem to follow his movements, as
king asks, his words more
on the alpha
High Alpha. Unmated and unclaimed. If any claim was made, it would have
edge of desperation beneath his usual authority. "Your words suggest you’ve laid claim without cause. As
pressed moments ago, and I wish these damn ropes were no longer holding me here.
dangerous here, and the king is
understand why, but I understand this: There’s no way I’m going to be unscathed
this..." The Lycan King’s lip curls as he regards Rafe.
fast I worry his head might detach. "Yes, High Alpha. Ended when he found his true mate." He gestures
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