Rebecca
I stare at the letter in my hand before clutching it. "So, alpha William isn't a good person?"
"Yes and no."
"What do you mean yes and no? He can't be both..."
Greta laughs, but the sound is bitter. "Oh, yes, he can."
"How?"
"William defeats demons and keeps the country safe..." Greta drags out a kitchen chair and takes a seat. "But he isn't afraid of using compulsion to make everyone please him. I've heard he is the worst kind of player too, and he does whatever he wants."
"Player?"
"William doesn't date, but he compels women to please and massage him, not that he needs to use his powers. Most werewolves want to become his luna desperately."
I swallow thickly. "Not me... Not if he has become the thing I was trying to protect him from—a demon."
Greta shoots me a sad smile
