Valen's POV
It was like an out-of-body experience for me. My entire life had been a series of battles, cold nights, and the crushing weight of a crown I never asked for. Because of that hard life and my own volatile personality, I had never really cared for women. In werewolf tradition, most of us waited for our mates. While some didn't care and slept around, multiple s****l activities between non-mates were usually frowned upon. I fell into the category of those who just couldn't be bothered.
Technically, as a King, I could have had any woman I wanted. There were plenty who practically threw themselves at me, probably drawn to the dangerous aura I exuded or the power I held. But I wasn't interested. I had been consumed with rage and anger for so long that there was no room for lust.
Si
