Prey (Coveted Prey) by L.V. Lane

I am prey. I am not seeking pity. I am simply stating a fact. I am small and weak; I am an omega. A prize that men go to war over. For a year, I have hidden in a distant corner of the Empire. But I am running out of food, and my options are dwindling. Leaving was meant to be a decision for tomorrow. But tomorrow’s choices never come. Because tonight, they find me. Strangers. Read more