Falling For The Enemy Alpha
His mother’s gaze was cold, appraising, as if I was nothing more than an object to be judged.
And then there was Mia, a beautiful young woman with dark hair and a smug smile on her face. She was clearly well-dressed, poised, and perfect in every way. An alpha’s daughter, just as Riley’s parents had hoped for him to mate with.
I felt so small in comparison.
His father spoke first, his voice calm but firm. “So, where are you from? And who are you”
My stomach churned. I swallowed, trying to steady my voice. “I’m not from this pack. I’m a warrior, and I don’t come from a family of alphas.”
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