The Alpha’s Accidental Mate
No matter how much gold he brings, this ancient wolf treats him like garbage.
"Master Kael is entering the ward," the pack warden’s voice rings out across the comms.
Kofi flinches, instantly dropping the broken shards and forcing his aggressive scent to recede.
I step into the room behind Kael’s mechanical chair, my eyes taking in the absolute chaos. Kofi is completely drenched, his expensive leather boots squelching against the wet stone. For all his posturing as a powerful alpha elite, he looks utterly pathetic right now. Elder Jabari is sitting back on his pillows, a wicked, childlike grin splitting his wrinkled face as he claps his hands together in pure delight.