Jessy’s pov :
I hurried down the hallway toward Ronan's room. My heart was racing, not just from the quick pace but from the anticipation bubbling inside me. I was always the bold one, the Alpha sister who knew what she wanted.
And what I wanted was Elias Kingsley. Gods, just thinking about him made my pulse quicken: that powerful alpha build, those golden eyes that could pierce through you like sunlight on steel, the way he commanded a room without even trying. He was the head of the Kingsley pack, heir to Kingsley Company, and everything an Alpha like me dreamed of in a mate.
Today, I was determined to make my move, even if it meant dragging my brother into it.
Ronan was in his study, not his room, the door ajar as he pored over pack reports on his desk, his silver hair cat
