Third Person's POV
The Alpha aura radiating from Zander turned razor-sharp, freezing the very air in the hallway. His jaw was set so tight it looked like a pulled bowstring.
He was perfectly fine. Whether in human or wolf form, his physical condition was at its absolute peak.
Last night's "accident" was purely because that damn dream had been too vivid.
But as he looked into Elena's eyes—filled with such genuine, supportive concern—his anger died in his throat.
A crazy, brilliant idea flashed through his mind.
If he let her believe he was "broken," she would lose all romantic interest in him.
After all, no one wants an Alpha who can't produce heirs.
It would be the ultimate firewall.
She'd stay away, and he wouldn't have to worry about losing control ever again.
To protect his lo
