"Orchid," Zonda spat out, the spite heavy in his voice. He glared at her, the spark in his eyes darkening with each passing second, the hostile stare more intense than burning fire.

The apprehension hung in the air; so heavy its weight bore down on everyone. Everyone except her.

"Come on now, don't be all feisty," she cooed. She seemed to relish the Alpha's rage. "We were all good as one big, happy family, weren't we, my Lord?" she whined.

She slipped a ring off her finger.

A soft wind ...