RONAN
Since childhood, I’d never truly known what desire was. Anything my eyes lingered on, my father would place at my feet. From gilded toys to brand-new cars, everything I could ever want was always waiting within reach.
When I came of age he began lining women up in my room, noble-born Alpha daughters, alluring Omegas with flawless smiles. Yet stripped bare, they were all the same just flesh and bone, with no spark behind their eyes.
None of them stirred me. The rut was never as agonizing as watching those women throw themselves at me, each one predictable in her intentions, either chasing Luna's title or desperate to be knocked up, hoping to claw their way higher in the pack hierarchy.
It was all so painfully transparent. Irritating, even. In twenty-four years of life, I had never
