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?"

dare demand explanations from me? Tell me, Brax, what gives

demand anything—I only ask for clarification."

the thermostat up to ninety? It’s so hot, it feels like noon in

I have been dating for years." Rafe’s voice cuts through the crowd as he strides forward, chin lifted high, every bit the entitled future alpha he was raised to be—but he looks like a

hiss carries even over the murmuring crowd. Perfectly manicured nails dig into his

shakes her off, never once glancing

dare humiliate me like this." Ellie’s whisper carries the edge of a growl. "Not in front of

King’s skin darkens, like storm clouds gathering before lightning strikes. His fingers flex at his sides, and I can’t tear my eyes from

king asks, his words more growled than

tear away from me to focus on the alpha of alphas and king of wolves, finally seeming to understand he’s

part of our pack, High

his usual authority. "Your words suggest you’ve laid claim without cause. As if

wish these damn ropes were no longer holding me here. If I had the chance, I would run—as far and

the king

why, but I understand this: There’s no way I’m going to be unscathed in the crossfire of

was involved with this..." The Lycan King’s lip curls as he regards Rafe. "This pup. But that’s ended now, hasn’t it,

worry his head might detach. "Yes, High Alpha. Ended when he found his true mate." He gestures to Ellie, who

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