Wrong Fate, Right Choice
Then he looked at Lucas, his lips curling into a mocking smile.
"Mr. Stray Dog, delusion is a disease. You should get that treated. I am her Alpha, and I am her suitor."
When Lucas heard the word "suitor," it was as if he heard the world's biggest joke.
He loosened his tie, looking Gabriel up and down with arrogant confidence, then turned to me.
"Suitor? Elena, tell him what we are."
Before I could speak, Lucas declared his ownership to Gabriel on his own accord.