Vorian POV
Might as well get this over with.
“I’m sorry for how everything went down at the restaurant, Vorian!” Delphine wailed into the phone.
“Dammit, woman that’s Alpha Vorian to you!” I bellowed. The windows rattled from the sheer force of my voice. “You haven’t learned a single goddamn thing!”
“Please! We could be so good together,” she begged, voice trembling. “Let me make it up to you. I could come over tonight… show you just how serious I am?”
I cringed inwardly. Pathetic.
“No, Delphine. Whatever fantasy you’ve twisted up in that head of yours, it ends here.”
“But the annual Alpha Convention’s coming up in a few weeks,” she pushed on. “Let me go with you as your chosen mate. Let me show everyone how perfect I’d be in that role. I come from a strong bloodline, I’d give you a
