Chapter 105: The Servant's Collar

Elira

My hand instantly freezes mid-air. I stare at the red mark blossoming on his cheek, a burning imprint of my defiance. My heart pounds a frantic, uneven rhythm in my chest as the horrifying realization of what I’ve just done finally crashes over me. I slapped him—the ruler of the Shadow Pack.

The Alpha stands in front of me, his posture completely rigid, his expression unreadable—cold, still, and utterly terrifying. There is not even a hint of shock ...