Accidentally Claimed
“Now isn’t a good...”
“You made a pact,” Joshua cut in smoothly, eyes glinting with triumphant awareness of his timing. “Three terms. You accepted them. I upheld my part, ensuring your Luna was safe. Which means… now it’s your turn.”
Ethan's throat coiled with a blinding, impotent anger. Why now of all times? Joshua could have come later, after Ruby had delivered the pup and was safely recovered. He should have come three months ago, before she started having hyperventilating feats every night. Those times, Ethan would have followed him without hesitation but now? Now, the timing was deliberately cruel, a calculated maneuver to catch the Alpha at his most distracted and vulnerable.