Chapter 221 Book 3 The Cursed Alpha's Fate

• “A – Alpha,” I stuttered because my fried brain could not come up with anything else.
• Did my wolf just call this man her mate? Surely, she had to be mistaken. There was no way – My heart was pounding with the way he stared at me. My breath hitched when he took a step forward, crowding into my space.
• “Chantelle.” My name rolled off his lips like velvet. “You’ve been very, very bad,” he said and I avoided his gaze.