She was about to sprint back toward the house when she was abruptly tackled to the ground. The impact was powerful, and she found herself staring into the intense gaze of a magnificent black wolf.

It was Dimitri's wolf, the Alpha King's wolf.

Dimitri's wolf was a creature of raw power and authority, a living embodiment of the Alpha that ruled their pack. His fur, glossy obsidian, shimmered in the dappled moonlight that filtered through the forest canopy. The massive size of his frame spoke of dominance, every sinew and muscle honed for strength and speed. His eyes, a piercing amber, held a keen intelligence. There was a primal energy...