Chapter Fifty-One - Choose
Her eyes fluttered open.
The first thing she felt was the cold stone beneath her back, the copper tang of blood lingering thick in the air. The next—heat. Not from the torches blazing along the throne room walls, but from the weight of four gazes pressing down on her.
When her vision cleared, she saw them.
Tristan’s piercing green eyes, wide with terror and relief. Balor’s golden stare, fierce and unyielding, jaw clenched. Osiris with his copper hair like flame and the tattoos rippling over his arms, watching her in unnerving silence. And Lefu, tall and broad, his black eyes flickering with something unreadable.
All four alphas bent over her like wolves circling prey—or perhaps something far more dangerous.
Evandra drew in a shuddering breath, then pushe
