Christian POV
Nine years. He had spent the last nine years of his life in prison. Nine years without freedom. Nine years without those beautiful big brown eyes. The brown eyes of Mackenzie Harper. Though they had rejected each other, Christian still hadn’t forgotten about her.
If only he hadn’t been caught up in his father’s extracurricular activities, then he would have had a fair chance to win her for himself. But no, out of the two mates Mackenzie had gotten from the Moon Goddess, he had been the wrong choice.
Between his time outside and the time he was given to exercise, he often found himself daydreaming about what his life would have been like if he had met Mackenzie first. Would they have been the Alpha and Luna of his pack? Would he have treated her better? Would they have had
