ARYA

"Alpha, what do we do with her?" The unfamiliar blue-eyed brunette in my master's study asked, her voice laced with sizzling irritation. I struggled against her grip, but she kept me pinned down, effortlessly. No, shit. I guess every official in the damn pack was nothing short of a powerhouse. From the corner of my eyes, one of the men picked up the fallen silver knife I'd come with. He had piercing grey eyes and ash-blonde hair. He twirled the dagger in his hand and looked up to meet ...