I peered my gaze at the six-foot figure that I had bumped into and failed to register what I had felt.

The figure wasn't Alpha Benna. He had dark eyes that had a faint orange glow to them. The glow wasn't that bright, and I was sure no one could see it from afar.

A frustrated voice, calling me a whore, told me I should stop whatever I was doing and jarred me from my trance.

"Hail the demon; take me with you to hell. I'm ready to burn eternally in your clutches rather than this man's." I dropped to my knees and begged the tall man, who squinted his...