Vanessa’s POV
The weight of his words settled over us as I met Alpha Alexander’s steely gaze with my own defiance. He couldn't tell me what to do when he technically wasn’t my alpha. If anything, I was his Luna, but he was too much of a coward to see it.
"I'm not going back to Blood Moon Pack to be your slave," I declared, my voice trembling slightly with conviction. "I refuse to work like a slave when I am your mate."
As the word "mate" left my lips, uncertainty surged through me, and I quickly looked away, unable to fully acknowledge the significance of what I had just said. It was a truth I had long tried to deny, a reality I had been reluctant to accept.
Clearing my throat, I forced myself to continue. "But it doesn't matter," I added, my voice firm despite the turmoil within me.
