Alex’s POV
I watched it all unfold like a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from.
Damon Silvercrest sat in our father’s study with a smug smile on his wretched face, declaring that Selina was his mate. His fated mate. Like she was some prize he’d just discovered.
My wolf snarled, throwing himself against my control with enough force to make my vision blur red.
Mine, he growled. Ours. Not his.
But I couldn’t say that. None of us could. And now someone else was claiming what belonged to us.
“That’s impossible,” Ashran said, his voice deadly quiet. “She can’t be your mate.”
“Why not?” Alpha Silvercrest asked, his eyes sharp and calculating. “Is she already claimed?”
The silence that followed was deafening.
“She’s my daughter,” Dad said carefully. “I need to consider what’s best for her.”
