THIRD PERSON POV
Marco paced back and forth in his father's office, his mind swirling with frustration and anger. Just days after Alice's departure, he received a call from a pack in Georgia—a pack she had no business being involved with. She was supposed to be attending a chef academy or something similar, not getting entangled with other alphas.
"Father, she is mine. I want her back," Marco declared, his voice dripping with possessiveness.
But his father, Alpha Dante of the Montalbano Pack, wasn't having it. "Just tell me, how did you mess it up? Wasn't she your damn girlfriend? How did you screw it up in just two weeks?" Dante's voice thundered in the room, his frustration palpable. "She was under our control. We could have had the entire magical world at our fingertips, thanks to he
