-ALEXANDER-
The door to Lilian's chambers closed with a soft click, but in my ears, it sounded like a thunderclap. I stood in the hallway, my chest heaving, the air around me thick with my own barely controlled rage. She had defied me. Not with a subtle glance or a quiet plea, but with sharp, angry words. She had told me, the Alpha King, to get out.
My hands clenched into fists, my knuckles white. No one spoke to me like that. No one. Not even Theodore, who had served me for centuries. My wolf growled deep inside me, demanding I go back, tear down that door, and take what was mine. Her scent, a mix of something sweet and wild, still lingered in the air, mocking my control.
"Selfish," she had called me. "Inconsiderate." The words burned. I had put her through this training for her safety
