The Enemy's Bride

Alpha BRONSON POV

"Fucking Ravencrofts."

The curse tore out of my throat, raw and hot, as I kicked through the thick underbrush along the border ridge. My jaw still ached from the council hall. Hours earlier, Lucius Ravencroft had shoved me against the stone wall like a stray dog, his claws sinking into my neck while twenty Alphas stood in dead silence and watched. He had sneered down at me with