The yacht glided out to sea, its engines purring like a contented wolf.
Elliot and I returned to the deck, letting the salt breeze ruffle our hair.
Inside the cabin, Alpha Gideon was the center of attention, fielding flattery with ease, offering faint smiles that never reached his eyes.
Camilla's presence didn't seem to faze him one bit.
Silas was masterful at creating openings for Isadora, steering conversations her way, dropping hints about shared interests like a wolf laying out bait.
Isadora, bold as brass, kept finding ways to chat with Alpha Gideon with eagerness, her eyes screaming I'm into you loud enough for the whole room to hear.
Alpha Gideon stayed polite—neither cold nor overly warm.
Camilla, standing by his side, kept up a poised front, but there was a forced edge to h
