Alpha Mate Disguised As Ordinary Warrior, I Left
"I extracted this from three hundred rare herbs. I will release the recipe publicly, but the refinement process is delicate. It requires a professional healing team."
I look up at the man seated at the highest point: **Alpha King Lycan Blackthorn**. He is young, barely in his early twenties, with eyes that run deep. He’s watching me with admiration—and something else. I shift my gaze back to the crowd and finish my presentation.
After the assembly, pack representatives swarm me, desperate to order the potion. I keep a professional smile and answer them one by one.
"Halen Rhodes."
A deep voice cuts through the noise. Everyone goes quiet, stepping back to give us space. It's the Alpha King.