The Alpha's Obsession
“Saoirse wasn’t some fling. She was my future. Stolen from me. If you’ve nothing else to say, leave.”
He bowed his head and left. Moments later, my parents barged in. My mother smothered me with kisses, hands trembling against my face.
“Oh, Renzo, my son. I’m so sorry.”
Father, ever pragmatic, added, “Now you have your rightful Luna. Accept the mate bond. Think with your head, not your—” He cut himself off at Mother’s glare. “Point is, you can’t cling to hope. She belongs to another Alpha now.”