Valentina POV
My smirk widens before I glance around at his other men and wolves. Some of them are glaring daggers at me, some are looking confused. And some are looking at me with.. pity? Could some of them not be ruthless *ssholes trying to kill their own mates? ‘No, some of them are OK’.
Their so called “King” calls out “Marc, grab her and bring her to me”, like the f*cking coward he is. One of the men looking at me pitifully snaps his head around at Alex, with a pleading look on his face. He opens his mouth to speak, but I cannot let a seemingly good man sign his death warrant by defying his “Alpha”. I chuckle obnoxiously loud, before speaking up “some Alpha you are, let alone a King”.
His entire posture turns rigid, and I swear I can see another vein popping on his forehead. “I t
