I wasn’t supposed to be here. Girls like me don’t belong to Alpha parties. I came as a favor. As a waitress. As the poor best friend nobody notices. Until he noticed me. Fresh from the shower. Bare chest. Water sliding down hard muscle. Eyes like a predator that already chose its prey. My best friend’s father. The Alpha King. He helps me with my dress when the zipper gets stuck. His fingers brush my skin. My breath stutters. The air changes. He looks at me like he knows me. Like he owns me. Then the party turns ugly. Hands grabbing. Drinks forced to my lips. Laughter is too loud. And just when everything almost breaks He comes for me. Carries me out like I’m something precious. Something is his. That night shouldn’t have happened. But the moon was high. My body burned. And when he whispered “mine” against my ear, I forgot every rule I ever lived by. I woke up in his bed. In his scent. In his world. I’m about to lie to my best friend… say I’m already home… When I hear her voice outside his bedroom door. “Dad? Breakfast’s ready.” Dad. Oh God. The Alpha King isn’t just my mistake. He’s hers. And now he says I’m his mate.