Elliot
I barely spared a thought for Graham or his insufferable daughter. Gia had always been clingy, making it painfully obvious that she wanted to trap me in her web. She wasn’t the first, and she wouldn’t be the last. Women like her had a strategy—get pregnant, secure a mate, and enjoy the prestige of being Luna.
The rules of our pack were clear: no wolf could shirk the responsibility of a pup, males would have to marry the she-wolf if they got her pregnant, and she was very well aware of it since my father used it to get married again after my mother’s death. But Gia had never interested me, not even enough for a fling.
She wasn’t Lila, my wolf replied as if I needed some clarity from him on why I wasn’t interested in any other she-wolf after that night with Lila.
‘Alpha, your fa
