The Alpha's Basilisk Kiss

They told me I was broken. In the brutal hierarchy of Blackwood Creek, I was a lowly Omega, a librarian meant to live in the shadows and keep my head bowed. My only mission was to protect my younger brother from the Alpha's cruelty.

Then the rogue attacked, and I didn't scream. I commanded.

With a single word-KNEEL-I turned a monster to stone. I am a Silver-Tongue, a mythic lineage capable of forcing even the strongest Alpha into total submission. Now, I'm a prize in a gilded cage.

I am trappe...