An arranged marriage? F*ck. This.

I’m an alpha female. I choose my future. Not society. Not my father. And certainly not him.

I didn’t survive just to be cast aside as a low level lycan. I’m more powerful than they realize. More determined. More intelligent. And far more worthy of her than anyone else.

Duty–a word I loathe.

I’m the future Clemente Clan Alpha. There are rules. There are responsibilities. There can be no love. No free will.

But the heart wants what the heart wants, and right now, I desire them both.