Roman POV
Sitting by the lake with Art, reminiscing about the past, dreaming of the future, and seeing him alive, something slipped within me. I felt as if I was finally unchained. All these years, ever since I was crowned an Alpha King, my priorities have been wrong, I thought to myself. I have been chasing after an heir and a mate, and while I knew that the Kingdom depended on it, peace and protection for other packs depended on it, I went about it the wrong way. I put myself first, under the pretense I was doing it for the general good. I f****d and took advantage of women all the way through the Kingdom, focused on being a playboy when I should have been a King. I played with the hearts and minds of many and broke them all in the process. I resented my father over things he had no act
