* Alpha Daemon *
My face was inches away from hers, I could touch her and feel her. In my mind I wanted to lower my mouth a few more inches and kiss her lips. Her scent is assaulting my nostrils like a blooming bouquet of fresh jasmine and roses.
In her eyes I could see a mixture of confusion and fear. "So, what do you say Princess?"
I shouldn't have asked her boldly but what's the point of beating around the bush when I can just go directly to the point.
"Uhm, I. Maybe it is possible now because I am here anyway and that is what my father wants to do. He choose you as my mate out of all the proposals."
Her answer should have satisfied me. It did, on the surface. The alliance, the power it would bring, the stability my pack desperately needed, all of it was within reach now.
And yet
