Before she could react, a shadow moved from the trees, fast as a storm. A strong hand seized her wrist, yanking her backward. She twisted, fangs bared, but her attacker was faster, pinning her against a tree.
“Trespassing?” His voice was rough, edged with dark amusement. “Either you’re reckless, or you have a death wish.”
She met his gaze—burning gold, full of challenge. The alpha beta.
Her heart pounded
She was caught.
*And this time, she might not be able to talk"
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