Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall

Chapter 11

Gannon POV 

Her tiny wolf tried to keep up, but she easily lost track of me, so I decided to double back, coming up from behind her. Abbie‘s wolf was sniffing the ground, trying to pick up my scent She was by the river‘s edge, and her head swiveled from side to side, looking amongst the trees as she tried to locate where i went. However, doubling back and the added breeze were confusing her as she followed her nose before giving up and dropping her rump to the ground as she sat staring at the river. 

Still, I didn‘t step out of my hiding spot. Instead, I watched her like some damn creep for a while cu riosity goi the better of me, and I wanted to see if she would try to escape being this close to the border ! don‘t know why I wanted to see if she was tempted to; maybe because my fascination with the girl was quickly turning into an obsession 

dipping her head, trying to drink from it. It was pretty shallow there, so I wasn‘t sure why she wouldn‘t just wade on in. Maybe she didn‘t want to

glanced around as if she was trying to figure her way back before she huffed and yawned and laying down. Stepping out from the treeline and the tree I

were amazing in their wolf form, unrestricted for the most part. They had no control, and that was when they were predominantly closest to my species, baser instinct kicking in, just not as strong as a Lycans urges. Leaning down, I brush my fingers through her soft thick fur, my claws bumping over the ridges of her spine. She was skinny, too skinny for a wolf. I briefly wondered how many times she had shift ed because her wolf

rational part of her brain retaking control of her actions. A whimper escapes her as if she thought she shouldn‘t have behaved in such a

to those of stronger potency, so it was not surprising she thought she would be in trouble for her actions. She reminded me of Ivy in this sense. Both girls were unusually submissive, as if over the years, any sense of themselves was slowly beaten out of them until they were nothing but compliant to others‘ whims, so I wasn‘t surprised that Abbie would fight her own in stincts even in this form. Crouching beside her, she instinctively turned languidly, flopping on her side and showing

infuriated me to no end about Kyson. The man was set in his ways and expected the girl to instantly be aware of her urges and to act on them. Damian and I

loudly. My heart lurched in my chest, thinking I hurt her as I