Another man’s trophy

Chapter 7:

Hot tension mounted in the air as the tall muscular figure of the Lycan King— Alistair Blackthorn, stood towering over his prey.

His piercing gaze scanned his victims until it finally landed on Sera’s Tiny shivering form...

From where he stood, He could easily see her hour glass curves and pretty face. Her chest rose and fell with her quick breathing, which drew his attention to how full her breasts were even though they were covered by her baggy shirt.

“Mine! I want her!” Kane.. his inner wolf growled.

“I know...” he internally replied his wolf.

If he played his cards right, he would soon have that delicious body shivering under him. The thought made his dick harden in anticipation.

He had to forcefully tear his eyes away from her so that he could focus on the task at hand.

With an arrogant sneer Alistair demanded a second time.

"I will not ask again! Bring out the Luna of this pack!"

Frightened murmurs filled the air as the pack collectively pushed Amelia forward unt