HER SCENT, HIS UNDOING
“She came to serve him, never knowing she would ruin him.”
“We are not mates,” I say clearly. “I am a maid, and you are the Alpha, which means, whatever confusion happened earlier needs to end immediately because I will not entertain that kind of intimacy next time.”
Draven remains still.
“And just in case you mistake me for a harlot because of this ridiculous mate nonsense,” I add sharply, “let me make myself very clear Alpha. I am here to clean your room, not to throw myself at you!”
***
Seren lost everything in a single night. Her marriage, her family and the life she once called hers. Cast out, stripped out of her name and status, she runs to the last place anyone would look for her: a rival pack ruled by an Alpha betrothed to marry another.
Invisible, powerless, and safe, she stayed in the pack until the Alpha notices her. Not because of her face nor her past, but because of her scent.
Torn between duty and bond he refuses to acknowledge, Draven is determined to keep his distance, even as his control begins to fracture.