Magnus’s POV
In a twist of fate—or perhaps sheer madness—the Alpha King hired me as his daughter's bodyguard. The irony was almost unbearable.
To say I was conflicted would barely scratch the surface. Here I was, having been hired to kill the very girl I was now assigned to protect. The bounty on her head had lured me, only for me to discover that she was my mate. The Alpha King, renowned and formidable, had knowingly placed his daughter under the protection of the man who had been sent to end her life.
It was bewildering. Either the Alpha King had a keen sense of strategy beyond my reckoning, or he placed a profound trust in the mate-bond's power. Whatever his reasoning, my internal conflict was settled the moment my gaze met hers.
The Alpha King had introduced me to his daughter earl
