“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

I woke up to darkness, my body aching, and a heavy weight on my chest. As my eyes adjusted to the fading light of day, I realized I was in the woods. Trees towered over me, their branches dancing in the breeze. I groaned and tried to move. I went rigid, panting through the pain that shot through me. As it ebbed, I pushed a little harder against the heavy weight on top of me. 


What was on top of me? I smelled blood, mostly mine, but there was also the dirt of dug-up earth and fallen leaves. 


Had someone tried to bury me? I almost snorted. It was just like Lukas’ men to do a half-ass job on even the simplest task. My stomach lurched as I rolled down the small burial mound to the forest floor. The world spun around me. I could feel that my injuries had started to close. I needed food and rest. I needed shelter if the darkened sky meant oncoming rain. 


Chapter 69 : Buried Alive