“It belongs to the pack.” Her shoulders slumped in defeat. He was right, technically speaking this house belonged more to him than her. “What do you want Jordan?” His eyes flashed amber at her. If she didn’t know better, she would swear that was desire. He didn’t desire her, not that way, not anymore. His only desire now was to stomp her heart and soul into the ground. “I always loved this chair.” His voice was deep and dominating. She submitted. What choice did she have? They may have fought before when they were true mates but now she had no rights, she was a pack member and expected to bow to the alpha. It didn’t matter that she’d nursed him back to health after fights or that he’d taken her virginity. He was the alpha now and she was the omega. Omegas submit to alphas. “Take it.” Lettie turned and left the bedroom shifting as she went to the back door. She ran as fast and far as she could before she collapsed under a tree far into the woods.
