-ALEXANDER-
The days since the pool incident had been a brutal test of my will. Lilian’s challenge, her calculated defiance, had pushed me to the edge of my control. The image of her, wet and alluring in that tiny bikini, haunted my waking hours and invaded my few, restless moments of sleep. My body burned with the bond’s hunger, a constant, physical agony that no amount of self-punishment could ease. I was a king, an Alpha, brought to my knees by a woman who wouldn't even speak my name, who tormented me with her very presence. Theodore was right; I was becoming a fool for her.
Then, an invitation arrived. A royal celebration. A wedding between two powerful packs, far to the north. As the Lycan King, Alpha King, King of Alphas, my presence was not just expected, it was demanded. It was a
