Alessandra’s Dangerous Alliance.
The hood of Alessandra's robe was drawn low over her face as she glided through the moonlit woods like a shadow. The smell of damp ground and the faraway cry of wolves filled the air. Dante Moretti was waiting for her at the prearranged clearing, his towering figure commanding attention from the half-moon's unsettling light. His pack was standing far away, their golden eyes shining with suspicious interest.
She didn't think twice. Confidence was necessary for power.
"You took your time," Dante said in a tone that was both amused and calculating. "I was starting to believe that you had lost your nerve."
Alessandra's chin tipped upward. "Moretti, I don't play games. I had an offer when I arrived.
With an attitude of easy domination, he leaned against a t
