Alpha Alfonso’s POVShe leaves. I feel my heart breakI run my hands through my hair and try to think. An hour ago, I was in control. In charge. Right now, I can barely even control my emotions properly The kiss. That was when everything started going south I think back to what happened before Danika walked in. Nubian had come to my room uninvited, as usual. She does this sometimes, just shows up with stupid excuses to back it up. Like being betrothed gives her some kind of free pass to invade my space. She was going to talk about some public event. Some gathering where she wanted us to appear together as a "couple." I hated the way she made it sound. We are no Bonnie and Clyde power couple, we are just people living together and tolerating each other. I am trapped, but she feels she is not. She seemed to be enjoying the betrothed more than necessary. Sometimes I think to myself if she was the one that suggested to her father to be betrothed to me.Nubian seems to have chosen thi
Alpha Alfonso’s POV"Oh, it's quite simple really." Danika looks directly at Nubian with a smile that doesn't reach her eyes. "Alfonso needs a heir. I'm providing one. For the right price, of course."My jaw clenches. She's making it sound like what we have is cold and transactional. And maybe it started that way, but...“But what?” Bimbo asks.I don't answer. I ignore him again "You're lying,” Nubian shoots a look at Danika"I am not that petty,” Danika tilts her head. "Ask Alfonso."Both women turn to look at me. “You want to please one over the other,” Bimbo wags his tail in excitement. “This is interesting!”“Shut up!”But my wolf won't be silenced. “You're afraid that if everyone knows about the contract, they'll think that's all she is to you. A breeder. Nothing more. You don’t want people to think that of her…”“That is all she is!” “Liar,” Bimbo laughsI force my expression to stay neutral. Bored. Like this conversation is wasting my time. Just as I have been doing "All my
Alpha Alfonso’s POVBreeder.I feel the word hit me like a bomb. Why did she have to reveal everything like that? I know she did that to hurt meI watch Nubian's face change. Her smug expression crumbles. She looks like somebody that has just been told a bad news For a split second, I feel nothing but cold fury. Not at Nubian. Not even at the situation. At Danika. She just threw our private business into the open like it means nothing. Like she's tossing scraps to a hungry dog.“You shouldn't have let her find out about the betrothal,” Bimbo's voice comes “I didn't let her do anything,” I snap back mentally. “It's not like I wanted her to walk in on me kissing Nubian”But even as I think it, I know he's right. I had a whole lot of chances to tell Danika about Nubian, my forced betrothed. Back at Danika’s pack, those nights where we were alone and argued so much, I should’ve told her about my betrothed who I felt to be so disgusting, I couldn’t touch her. And because I cannot touch
Danika’s POVWhy I feel the way I feel, I cannot explain. All that I know is that my movement seems uneasy. I cannot think properly or stand properly. For some reason, the sight of Alfonso kissing Nubian affects me more than I want it to. If they are really betrothed to each other, then I should expect them to do these kinds of things. And I should get ready to see this kind of thing more often.Perhaps Nubia knew that I was going to be confrontational to Alfonso about what she reviewed to me, and she came here just to shove it down my truth that Alfonso is hers. I shut my eyes. I cannot continue to see what is happening in front of me. It is nonsense! Pure disgust that is too dirty for my eyes to behold! I have come here to achieve one thing, and I am going to achieve it. I don’t care whatever they are doing, kissing or fucking! I am just going to ask Alfonso if what Nubian said was true, and when I get my answer, I will go away from this stupid room. It is as simple as that.But t
Danika’s POV“Betrothed?” I ask, seemingly uncaring, but deep down I am seething. How was I not told that Alfonso had a betrothed? Is Nubian lying to me? “Yes,” Betrothed!” she said, her eyebrows raised"This conversation is over," she says, turning her back at me. “ I will advise that you live every moment you have hair to the best of how you can enjoy it, because I promise you, your time here will not be pleasant.""I never expected it to be," I say, after her, "But thank you for the warning."She stops and turns back to look at me. "Do not underestimate me,” she growls in a low voice"I will never do that," I say quietly. "I will never underestimate you, but at the same time I will never be afraid of you. I have come to stay, and you have to understand that. So if you like, hit me all you want, you are only killing yourself. I have come, and I have come to stay. I am not going anywhere. Alpha Alfonso is also mine as much as he is yours,” I say just to strike a nerve. I never saw A
Danika’s POVI can’t see that I have just thrown a question to her that she did not expect. She does not look as confident as she looked a few minutes back."I am his advisor," she says stiffly. "I help run the pack house. I have been here for years.""Oh," I say, still keeping that innocent tone. "So you work for him. That must be nice, having a job. You seem to me like a property of his yourself"I can see her jaw clench. She has finally caught on that I am trying to play the same dirty game she was playing with me."I mean," I continue, smiling and tilting my head like she did to me. I am just giving her a taste of her own medicine,, "you seem to know so much about his personal life. You must be very close to him. Are you sure that you are just his advisor? Are you both friends?"The word friends makes her face go red. I have struck a nerve and we both know it."Alfonso and I have a professional relationship. There is nothing going on between the both of us!” she says through grit