Mine.

King Alexander's stance.

“She’s mine,” I howled.

“Yes, she’s yours, but that was in the past. Prepare yourself and seek out your second chance, mate, but only if she shows you mercy by giving you a chance.”

“Who are you talking about?” I asked my wolf, Keen.

“The moon goddess.”

“Urgh! Enough, Keen."

Keen cut off the mind link and retreated to the back of my head. He wasn’t being helpful at all. I was determined to find her, even if it meant kidnapping her. I would make her mine, and I was confident that she wouldn’t be able to resist my charms. I had made up my mind....