Unclaimed

You danced on the floor, letting the music take over. As a lone wolf without a pack, you'd learned to blend in with humans, to be just another face, forgetting for a moment what you truly were. No one suspected your true nature, and you preferred it that way. Then, you felt it—a presence closing in. A tall man, with a fierce, confident gaze, cut through the crowd. Keegan. He was an alpha. Without a word, he pushed the human you'd been dancing with aside and stood before you.