CRAVING THE ALPHA SURGEON
“It’s just that big packs like Darkmane usually hope for a male heir, don’t they? I mean, to preserve the Alpha bloodline.”
Several women nodded in agreement, though a few pretended to be busy sipping their tea. I felt my chest tighten.
“Ah, yes, daughters are precious, of course. But for the Alpha position, well, it’s stronger if it’s a boy,” she added.
I lowered my head slightly, trying to swallow the discomfort rising in my throat. Their words echoed in my mind like soft but piercing insults.
I tried to smile, though my voice came out flat as I said, “An Alpha’s legacy isn’t measured by gender. I believe strength can come from anyone.”
Bab Populer