Mine.
King Alexander's stance.
“She’s mine,” I howled.
“Yes, she’s yours, but that was in the past. Prepare yourself and seek out your second chance, mate, but only if she shows you mercy by giving you a chance.”
“Who are you talking about?” I asked my wolf, Keen.
“The moon goddess.”
“Urgh! Enough, Keen."
Keen cut off the mind link and retreated to the back of my head. He wasn’t being helpful at all. I was determined to find her, even if it meant kidnapping her. I would make her mine, and I was confident that she wouldn’t be able to resist my charms. I had made up my mind. I would do whatever it takes to get her. I would do anything to make her mine.
“Stop kidding yourself and snap out of it. Your charms? Don’t make me laugh, Alex.”
“You…”
I wondered what kind of wolf he was. The
