Atlas POV
“I thought I told you to stop coming to my room.” Miranda’s sharp voice sounded.
She stood with her back to him, slowly undoing the zipper at the back of her black dress. He smirked in response. That was what she said every single night, but soon, he would be buried deep inside of her, listening to the cries that left her delicious mouth, watching her face contort as his c**k made her c*m.
When the invitation arrived at his doorstep, Atlas Ursus didn’t have any interest in participating in a challenge for Princess Sarah Barclay’s hand in marriage. He rather enjoyed his quiet life as the youngest son of the Alpha of the Birch Mountain pack, which was situated in Canada.
His life consisted of training with the elite warriors, patrolling the pack, and hiking and camping whenev
