Chapter 68

Natalia

I recognized the young Alpha immediately—he was Alpha David of one of the southern packs, who had recently inherited the title after his father’s death.

He couldn’t have been older than twenty-five, and he was just as handsome as the ladies said. His pack was far from Ashmoor so I had never met him in person, but he had quite the reputation amongst the ladies.

I knew his type all too well. Young, arrogant, and too used to getting what he wanted.

The stories about David had circulated widely after he had taken his father’s place—how he’d gone through three potential mates in less than a year, how female wolves in his territory often complained about one-night-stands that never went anywhere.

He was a playboy, a womanizer, and the last person I’d accept a drink from at a party where I already felt like prey.

“Thank you,” I said politely, not taking the drink from his hand, “but I’m actually searching for my mate right now.”

David’s smile tightened, and his gaze slid down to my e