Isla
I tried to focus on my breathing, which had become rather rapid and shallow all of a sudden, as the Alpha King made his way back to his seat. As his words hung in the air like a suffocating fog, I couldn't help but notice the flicker of his gaze towards his Beta. The two shared a weighted glance, as if some unspoken secret danced between them. The Beta's eyes darted back and forth, betraying his uncertainty.
"As I said, rejection is not an option," the Alpha King repeated, his focus returning to me with an intensity that made my skin prickle with both fear and something else entirely.
"Your place is now with the Sovereign Claw pack," he said, his voice laced with authority. "You will move to the Sovereign Claw pack. You will take your place as my mate... and provide me with an heir
