92 Chapter 92

92 Chapter 92

Valerie’s POV 1

The acrid smoke from Voss’s cigarette mixed with the stench of unwashed bodies and stale beer that

permanently permeated the rogue camp. I stretched languidly against his massive chest, my naked skin still

gleaming with sweat from our latest encounter. Around us, the ramshackle throne room-if you could call

this collection of stolen furniture and animal pelts a throne room-buzzed with the usual evening

debauchery.

“Again,” Voss growled, his massive hands gripping my hips as he pulled me down harder onto his lap. His voice

was rough with barely contained lust, the same tone that had made a dozen rogue soldiers beg for their turn

with me earlier.

I threw my head back, golden hair cascading over my shoulders as I moved against him with practiced

expertise. The power I wielded here was intoxicating-not just over Voss, but over every male in this

godforsaken camp. They fought each other for the privilege of warming my bed, and I used every single one

of them to forget the humiliation the former pack had put me through.

“My lady is insatiable tonight,” one of Voss’s lieutenants, called out from across the room where he lounged

with Anna. She was draped across his lap like a cat, her bleached hair wild and her lipstick smeared.

“Can you blame me?” I purred, trailing my nails down Voss’s scarred chest. “When I have such… capable

warriors to choose from.”

laughter. These

for female attention that they’d do anything I asked. It

moment of satisfaction was shattered by the sound of

enough force to

figure stumbled inside.

one of our own. His clothes were torn and blackened, his face streaked with soot and blood. One arm hung uselessly at his side, and he could barely stay upright as

staggered toward us.

knees before the makeshift

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the words left my mouth, a terrible understanding began to

me everything,” I demanded, grabbing the messenger by

how they prepared,

was too perfect, my lady. They didn’t just happen

in the right places-they were placed specifically to target our

was barely above a growl, but it carried enough

room flinch.

his eyes darting

been monitoring their communications… they’ve

someone who’s been healing their wounded and giving

Luna. New Luna.

I whispered, though part of

but somehow became an alpha. They say she can heal

and that she’s the one who came

my throat that was part scream, part animal howl.

not only stolen my place beside

destruction of my new

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