This man who happened to be my mate was Alpha Ace of the Ocean Howls pack. The most feared Alpha alive!
The scent got thicker, irresistibly intoxicating. And I found myself taking a step towards him when I was slammed back to the counter by Mira. I saw her grab a plate of hot soup from a server's tray but before I could act, the content was running down my head.
A cry flew out of my mouth as the soup burnt into my skin. A pin-drop silence fell over the room, and soon, I was scampering for help; my eyes burned with pepper, so I had to squint them. Mira had gotten out of the kitchen somehow, leaving me to fear for myself and more for the man-wolf, who was supposedly my mate standing by the doorway.
Why was his scent familiar? I noticed he was still staring at me, a flash of anger resting
