I blinked, startled by his words. His woman? My mouth went dry, and I looked up at him, my heart racing. He wasn’t the type to say things lightly. This man was cruel and scary but here he was referring to me as his woman in public.
I didn’t know what to make of it, but as I stood there, pressed against him with his arm possessively around my waist, I couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of belonging, even if just for that moment.
The man he was introducing me to nodded in acknowledgment, though his gaze was more one of respect for Alpha Evon than anything else. I forced a polite smile, trying to maintain my composure despite the whirlwind of thoughts spinning in my mind.
After a brief exchange, he turned and signaled to a nearby attendant—a young woman dressed in a sleek black uniform
