Alpha’s Regret After I Left
She looked radiant.
She was completely recovered. Gone was the grieving widow, giving way to her usually flagrant personality. But the reason for her glow was not only the pregnancy; it was also my very essence running through her, fueling her body and spirit. Honestly, Vivian was one of the most beautiful she-wolves I've ever seen. Men would bow down at her feet and offer her their most precious treasures. But her personality is sharp, like a rose with thorns. In the past three years of our interactions, the only person I knew who could tolerate Vivian's temper was her mate, Alpha Levi. But then Levi had been a saint, among us.