Alpha’s Obsession
I paced up and down the length of my private study, my boots thudding against the floor, but the motion did nothing to calm the violent storm raging beneath my skin.
I was furious with myself.
I was the Alpha King. I ruled kingdoms, made grown warriors bow their heads in terror, and maintained absolute control over hundred of soldiers in most brutal of battles. Yet, a single scent of her—that intoxicating blend of sweet rain and pure, unadulterated temptation—had reduced all my formidable restraint to ash in a matter of seconds.
I ran a rough, shaking hand over my face, letting out a growl that shook the glass panes of the windows.
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