The Alpha in My Dream
The rosemary scent was thick, pure, and intoxicating, filling his senses until he could barely think.
He took a slow, heavy step forward, his polished boots crunching over the shattered porcelain.
"Alpha Kieran!" Alpha Richard's voice finally broke through the shock, tight with fear and confusion as he hurried down from the high platform, Luna Elena close behind him. "Please, what is the meaning of this? If one of our servants has offended you, I assure you she will be severely punished—"