Lorraine's POV
The room was silent.
Unnaturally silent.
No one moved.
No one breathed.
All eyes turned to me, but I couldn't meet any of them. My lungs burned with the force of what I had just done, but my voice was gone now, ripped out with that one desperate scream.
"Stop!"
I had screamed at the Alpha King.
The most powerful werewolf alive.
The apex of apex predators.
I had screamed at him.
What the hell was I thinking?
Panic clawed at my chest as realization hit me like a storm. I could feel the blood drain from my face. My hands trembled against the cold stone floor where I was still kneeling. My knees were sore, but I couldn't move. I wouldn't dare.
Then he turned.
I felt his attention before I saw it. Like a weight dropped on my spine.
The Alpha King's cold, piercing gaze locked onto me.....
And I froze.
