Phoebe's POV
"D-don't move... don't..." Alpha Howard's voice cracked with terror. "I-I don't..." Fear choked off his words as death loomed over him.
His claws bit into my neck, drawing blood, but I felt nothing through the numbness that fear brought. My body had gone cold, disconnected from the pain.
My gaze locked with the beast's electric blue eyes. He stood motionless, then crept closer with predatory grace, studying the situation like a hunter calculating his strike.
"I will... I will let her live if you let me go..." Howard's grip tightened as he dragged me with him, his ragged breathing hot against my ear as he fought to steady himself.
The other alpha's heart must have stopped when the king passed by him. He probably expected death, but the beast's focus was entirely on me. Everyone else had ceased to exist.
Alpha Wallace should have bolted, should have seized his chance to escape, but his legs had turned to stone. Terror had paralyzed him completely.
