Chapter 188: Mate Claims and Second Chances
(Grace's POV)
"Please, Grace. Stay in the pack territory," Alexander pleaded, his voice lacking its usual Alpha command.
I turned my head away, avoiding his hot breath against my cheek. It was strange seeing him so vulnerable.
"The Silver Moon pack can't offer you what I can," he persisted, following until his face was inches from mine again.
"Alexander, you're drunk," I muttered, pushing against his chest.
"Your wolf stubble is prickly," I complained, using any excuse.
Alexander paused, confused. He ran a hand along his jaw. "I shaved this morning."
I took my chance to stand up. My escape was brief. His hand caught my wrist, pulling me back onto his lap.
The position was too intimate. I felt his warmth through my sleeping robe,
