Alpha Vlad~
Concentrate, Vladimir. You have to face your reality. She is simply your mate and means nothing. Put your f*****g mind together.
My face buries in my hands as I fight it all: the bond, callings, and urges. Every damn thing that roars Milena’s name.
Why the hell can’t I concentrate? f*****g why?
“The guests are ready, Vlad.” Kane towers in front of me. A delighted beam across his face as he changes the collar of my regal obsidian military coat. “Perfect,” he utters.
“This is much indulgence for a stupid ritual.” I unbutton some of my buttons. I look too great for an event satisfying my father.
“You are Alpha, and there are a plethora of guests from far and near.” Kane snaps his finger and points. “You’re not disarraying things today.”
“How many minutes do I have in that
