Alexander's POV
Cecilia and her father, Samuel, had been here for two days, tomorrow was the day they left, and I was counting down the hours. I had tried my very best to give her a chance, even though she was here without my knowledge, but it was increasingly difficult with each passing minute. It was getting later into the evening; Cecilia and I were currently taking a walk around the grounds and surrounding woods.
"Like I was saying, in our pack in New York we have designer stores in the pack. Sure, it was a challenge getting the designers to agree to it, but in the end, they saw the value in having their establishments in that area."
"Right, I think you've mentioned this before."
"I have, because it just seems odd to me that, as the King of our kind, you wouldn't have these types
