Alpha Jack
The scent of my mate still clings to me as I force myself to walk away from the black hole of misery.
My wolf howls in frustration, barely restrained, desperate to claim what is his. Every instinct in me screams to run to the Mating Room, to find her waiting—ready—to complete the bond and start the future we were destined for—bearing strong male pups.
I have waited long enough. I will not waste another second.
But duty calls.
I was supposed to meet with a messenger from the royals—sent by the Alpha King himself—when I caught her scent. In that instant, nothing else had mattered. Not even the damn Alpha King. I had run to her like my life depended on it, unwilling to risk losing her before I even knew her.
And what did I find?
My mate, locked away in the most dangerous par
