Rejected by the Alpha, Chosen by the King
Yet clearly, they had done it before, and in secret, or else this ceremony wouldn’t exist at all.
Alex hadn’t just broken tradition. He had desecrated it, for ambition, for greed, for nothing more than power.
I set the spoon down, jaw tight. Typical Alpha male. So blinded by the lust for dominance that he’d thrown away something sacred, something irreplaceable.
I glanced toward the stairs, where Elizabeth was out of sight, unaware of the poison that had been dealt to her heart.
He might think he had gotten away with it. He might think that in binding himself to another, he had erased her from his path, erased her importance.