Dom sat at his seat looking out through the Grand Hall. All the seats were full now. Raven, he had sat on a stool beside his foot before him. Paul sat to his right, while Dom’s left sat vacant. His Luna would one day sit there, but he hadn’t decided if he’d announce that he knew who his fated mate was. He also needed to know she’d have the knowledge, skills, and manners to be his Luna. Dom couldn’t have her questioning him before everyone or insulting him. Nor could she countermand his decrees. Her brother was a problem of epic proportions he’d deal with right now. Dom wanted to curse out Paul for making him second guess his decision to make Raven his pet. He didn’t want her disappearing on him. Nor did he want someone like Alpha Klyne to get their claws into her. Skinny as she was, Raven was still a beautiful she-wolf in every aspect. She’d be a weakness if he didn’t keep her protected now. Liam’s mistake would be Dom’s benefit. He wouldn’t drag he

Raven listened to Alpha Jones speak. This was not everyone in the Pack. Despite this, enough attendees made it official, and by day’s end, everyone else got Alpha Jones’ message. She couldn’t avoid it. He’d made her sit beside him before everyone. Raven didn’t dare raise her head; she was too embarrassed to do that. Sitting there like this was humiliating. Only the collar and leash were missing. That wasn’t all true. He allowed her to dress, even if she wasn’t used to dressing in clothing like this. Alpha Jones also ordered her to not put makeup on. So, every adult she-wolf but her wore make up here. She lacked the worth and effort of others. She’d remember this upon departure, and he’d grow weary of whatever this meant to him. The restrictions were so personal to him. Someone making her do their bidding without his permission would insult him. No one would do what he’d Dome and buy someone. That Raven could agree with. He didn’t allow her to speak with her only living rela

“Alpha what are you doing?” Raven tried to lean away from Alpha Jones. She’d struggled with his scent, so close to her and distracting her from her struggles with her wolf and her temper. He tightened his hold on her. “I’m enjoying my pet. What do you think I’m doing?” He found her resistance did nothing for his annoyance. “I thought you were supposed to like your Beta.” Raven said. She tried to move out of his arms, but he held her to his side a little tighter. “Why would you think I don’t like my Beta?” Her words made him stop and look at her a little closer. A frown returned to his face. “Because you’ve been horrible to him. What does it matter if he likes me or not? You’ve told everyone I’m a pet and nothing more.” Dom didn’t enjoy hearing her said that even though he’d said this himself. It hit with a different type of impact when she said it. “It doesn’t matter. The problem is he’s questioning my wishes and demands.” He

Of course, her big mouth got her locked up. Why did she try to convince Alpha Jones to let her go? She knew as soon as she opened her mouth, she’d made a grave mistake. Nothing she said fixed anything. No, it made things worse and now she sat in a basement cell. Alone in her cell, Raven didn’t know when it would end. She was cold and hungry now. She knew hours had passed. The enforcers would not come near her cell and hadn’t given her a meal when they’d given the other prisoner theirs. Alpha Jones didn’t say when he’d return for her or if he would. Raven suspected Alpha Jones didn’t want her, but he didn’t want any other male to have her either. He desired her eternal unhappiness. Either way, she felt discouraged about her future. If she left, could she leave him behind? Raven didn’t know if she could. Raven agreed three days ago. It would have hurt a little, but she could have broken the Pack bond. Even an unranked wolf had a special bond. However,

Hilary stayed on the outskirts and the hidden spots near the Pack House until Alpha Jones departed for business. Hilary entered the Pack House. She couldn’t find Raven anywhere to deal with her. No one would speak to her about Raven. Hilary knew no one would have a problem with her removing her competition from existence. Raven was no competition as she wasn’t a Pack member, but a possession. Alpha Jones’s attention Raven stole from Hilary’s caused her problem. Hilary couldn’t learn about what business Alpha Jones went to deal with or how long he’d be gone. She didn’t know what to do. They didn’t want trouble, so they gave her what she wanted. How could Alpha Jones act like that to her? She had beauty and breeding, unlike Raven, the gutter trash wolf. Raven was all but a rogue. If Hilary spoke, Raven would turn rogue. Hilary knew what it took to lead the Pack. Her mother drummed everything she needed to know into her at an early age. Born and raised