QUENNOR’S POV
The door to my office swung open without warning, and my mood soured instantly when I saw Natasha walk in alongside Alpha Draven. The moment I laid eyes on them, a low growl rumbled in my chest. I had been expecting resistance after I broke off the arranged engagement with his daughter, but the sheer audacity of him barging into my territory without invitation pushed the limits of my tolerance.
Alpha Draven, a man small in stature but inflated with pride, was brimming with anger. His eyes blazed as he stepped forward, ignoring the thick tension in the air.
"You cannot be serious about ending the engagement. Do you truly intend to throw away a union that benefits both our packs, all for the sake of that mate of yours?" he demanded, his voice tight with frustration.
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