The windows trembled in their frames as my Alpha aura filled the room heavy, commanding, impossible to ignore.
Clara staggered back a step, her eyes widening.
I moved toward her slowly, each step deliberate.
“My parents taught me loyalty,” I said, my voice dropping into a calm that was far more dangerous than shouting.
“They taught me strength. And most importantly, they taught me that when the Moon Goddess gives you a mate, you protect her. You stand by her. You choose her.”
I held her gaze, unwavering.
“They would never be disappointed in me for honoring that.”
“She will only slow you down,” Clara insisted. “People will question your judgment.”
“Let them,” I answered.
“You’re willing to risk your image?”
“I’m willing to protect my mate.”
The temperature in the room seemed to
