“Are you here to save me?” I asked bitterly, thinking of the look in my father’s eyes as he tried to wring the life out of me. “Or are you just here to bring me gifts and false hope?”
The stranger didn’t answer, but I could feel his presence as he approached. Still, I didn’t turn to face him, even when I felt a warm, gentle hand squeeze my shoulder.
Abused. Neglected. Caged. 
That’s how Princess Ember, the daughter of the Alpha King of Allusia, has spent her young life. Sold like chattel to another Alpha in exchange for the promise of warriors for her father against an uprising, Ember’s life feels like it might be over. 
But a stranger comes to her in the night, her only refuge from the daily attacks from her father.  Will he be her savior? Or will she just find herself in another gilded cage?
An Alpha for the Stolen Princess is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

An Alpha for the Stolen Princess

 The crowd continued to shift and move as if the wolf had never been there, but I kept staring after it wondering if I was just losing my mind from all the stress or if it was a sign from the Goddess that there was so much more to my life that I didn’t understand. Maybe I would never understand.


I turned around swiftly, looking up at Alec, who looked back towards the crowd before looking down at me with a lifted eyebrow. The sight of him made me set my jaw and put distance between us. A bit of hurt flickered in his eyes, but I couldn’t let myself feel anything about it.


I met his purple gaze and braced myself to ask what I should have been asking all along.


“What’s going on between us?” I swallowed. “What… What are we to one another?”


My lips twitched as I held back a snarl of anger. The guilty, nervous look on his face was enough to tell me that he knew exactly what I was asking.


Chapter 37 : : : : : : : Clear, Obvious, Agonizing