Warren
I love that Yara keeps claiming me in front of the pack. I can feel the difference in them, the settled feeling that they get knowing that their leaders are happy together. But more than that, it settles me and makes me feel like a f*****g king.
The woman I care about most in this world, admire more than anyone and love more than anything, keeps telling anyone who will listen that she loves me and wants my pup. The first time might not have been intentional, but this time it was very intentional.
When I hear my pack members murmuring ‘well done, Alpha’, I can’t help but smile smugly. That’s right. That incredible woman loves ME.
“You know what this packhouse needs?” I ask. Not waiting for a response, I look at Charlie. “More flowers,” I say and turn to walk out of the dining roo
