Alpha Donovan Drake had spent most of his life in the army, hardly a profession that allowed a man sufficient opportunity to learn all the intricacies of a woman's nature. If any man

could ever learn all those fineness. Still, instinct told him to watch his back with the red-haired mate.

"She's a beauty if you don't mind me saying so, sir."

"You can say anything you like about the woman, Kevin." Alpha Donovan watched her, fascinated by the way the ball light ignited the fire in her hair. "Aside from allowing me access to her father, the little she-wolf means nothing to me."

"yes." Kevin placed a canape on...