Alpha Arthur;

“Elara,” I breathe her name, and my gaze still fixes on her. “I can’t make love to you, Elara. Not here. Not in your condition.”

“Do you now hate…me so much….because you’ve found Nova?” Her voice sounds faint, I notice her eyes water.

“No. No. No. Not for a single second my love,” I fix my butt on the bed, sitting beside her.

My wolf suddenly roars in my head, asking me to leave. He knows this is dangerous. I also knew. But I can’t just leave her this way. How do I explain to Elara that I can’t be found this way with her?

She’s in the...