The Collapse

The memory of Alpha Ryker’s dark, dangerous eyes pinning me down in the canteen still burned in the back of my mind. The way his gaze had swept across the massive, crowded room to lock onto mine made my blood run hot. Now, I stood in front of the scratched mirror in the dressing room, the rough fabric of a borrowed towel draped over my bare shoulders. Zara’s whispered instructions from the hallway