Saved By The King Of Alphas

”Rudina, do you trust me?”

I feel my blood go still and the tongue tastes like sandpaper. He had been different from all the other men. He had been everything I had needed all my life and I had never doubted that I meant more to him than a weak wolf. But what was I supposed to do when I found out he only accepted me because his status was in danger? As a mere solution to a threat to keep his pride. It had shattered me.

”No, Volk. I do not.” I say in a shaky voice.

His green eyes glisten in the dark and I cannot believe what I see. I was making the Alpha King of the Red crescent moon cry.