Calliope’s POV
Alex laughed, but he didn’t sound at all amused.
“I came to terms with the fact that I would probably be taking a mate for political gain years ago,” Alex claims disparagingly. “It was one of the main points my grandfather drilled into me. That I should prioritize taking a mate and filling the palace nursery with pups early in my reign. And so far I haven’t discovered my fated mate, not that I’ve had much opportunity to look seeing as how I only just shifted. But you are here now, and so far I like what I see. And the alternative if neither my brother nor I take you as a chosen mate would mean a possible war with Rising Moon. Nobody wants that.”
“What if it’s not your fault? What if I were to find my fated mate?” I ask, but then I shake my head. “Oh! Who am I k
