Isla
Mate? What the f**k? There was no way that I heard that. I was clearly mishearing things in my fear. There really was no way that the Alpha King just said that.
My heart pounded in my ears as I stared up at the imposing figure of Alpha King Tristan, his piercing blue eyes locking onto mine with a fierce intensity. Panic rose in my throat as I struggled against the immovable weight pinning me down. His body was hot, hard, and so much bigger than my own. I clawed at the leaf-littered soil, trying to find something to wrench myself free. A low growl rumbled through him again.
"Calm yourself, little one." His breath stirred my hair, and I shuddered. "Why are you fighting me?"
Was he kidding? Did he really expect me to go down without a fight?
His hands slid under my shirt, calloused
