Chapter3
The moment that lackey yanks off his shades, revealing eyes as frigid as glacial shards, my wolf claws at my ribcage.
“I’m Alpha Finn’s beta. Every item Miss Stephnie casts her gaze upon? Consider it claimed.”
The boutique erupts into a frenzy of werewolf whispers.
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My enhanced hearing picks up every hissed syllable: “That’s the Ice Reaper’s right hand! The alpha who rejected three omega – led mating rituals!”
“His pack’s territory freezes during rutting season. Now he’s burning cash for a she- wolf?”
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Stephnie’s pupils dilate into full moon circles, her scent morphing from shock to sickly – sweet triumph.
“Please…where can I find Alpha Finn?” she gasps, batting her lashes. “My alpha will reveal himself when the moon deems it fit.”
I stalk into the next store, my wolf snarling.
But Stephnie’s hot on my heels, her Louboutins clicking like talons on marble.
The moment my fingertips graze a Bvlgari Serpenti necklace, she snatches it with a giggle.
“Oops, this looks better on me, don’t you think, sister?” As the beta swipes his card for the umpteenth time, I slam my fist on the glass counter.
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“Does your alpha think he owns this entire blood–soaked mall?”
The beta exchanges a loaded glance with Frank, whose alpha aura suddenly flares.
“Alpha Finn’s orders are clear, Miss Stella. Every item Stephnie touches becomes hers.”
Frank’s eyes are locked on Stephnie as she twirls in a Dior gown.
In the limo, I pound on the partition.
“Take me home! Now!” But before I can lock the door, Stephnie squeezes in, her cherry – blossom scent cloying.
“You’re not ditching me, are you, sister?”
Frank’s arm shoots out, blocking my attempt
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to shove her out.
As the car speeds into the night, Stephnie curls against Frank like a contented kitten.
“Frank, why would Alpha Finn do all this for me?” she purrs, tracing his collarbone with a manicured nail.
His voice drops to a husky growl.
“Because your scent alone makes him lose his goddamn mind. Just like…” He cuts. himself off, but I see the raw hunger in his
eyes.
I roll down the window, letting the wind whip my hair into a wild mane. In the rear- view mirror, I watch as Frank wraps his arm protectively around Stephnie.
Turn around and head for the Charming Club.
