Chapter 154 Mated By The Alpha Ch5

• The forest at night belonged to the pack — deep roots, black trees, the sharp scent of fur and blood thick under the moon. Lyara ran through it like she’d been born here, white hair streaming behind her, mismatched eyes catching torchlight as the hunting party spread out behind her.
• She’d fought for this. Demanded Therone let her prove she wasn’t just some kept bitch locked in a gilded cage. I’m more wolf than half these bastards, she’d snarled at him — chin up, defiant fire in her throat.
• He’d watched her from his place at the fire, shadows dancing over the tattooed lines on his arms, gold eyes bright in the dark. He’d said nothing then — just jerked his chin at the trees. Run, little wolf.