The Alpha's Accidental Heir
“Double the guards on the border and keep Vance away from me.”
I walked up the stone stairs to my private quarters, ready to lock the door and get some peace.
I pushed the heavy door open.
I froze.
The room was dark, lit only by small candles. Sitting on the edge of my bed, wearing nothing but black silk, was Elena.
Behind the door stood her father, locking the deadbolt with a cold click.
Vance slipped the heavy brass key into his pocket, a cruel smile on his face.
“The council decided not to wait until the end of the month, Alpha,” Vance whispered. “You do your duty tonight, or you do not leave this room.”
Deep in my chest, my wolf went completely berserk.