Zander P. O. V
Looking at Alex laying on the hospital bed for the first time in my life I am happy and proud that I am proven wrong. I thought I did not need a mate but I was wrong. I do need my mate and my kingdom, their queen.
Twenty years old Zander must be mocking me now and keep telling me I told you so. At that time I just wanted my mate. Werewolves find their mate at the age of sixteen but when I did not find my mate till the age of twenty one I lost my sanity and hopes.
I started sleeping around a lot but my wolf was never happy with it . The only thing he wants is his mate and the special bond they share, not some meaningless flings. Whether I accept it or not deep down I know I always wanted that.
With passage of time I grew more and more ruthless and cold hearted which led
