The Cursed Alpha King is My Second Chance Mate
It tasted bitter, wrong.
Laura’s gaze flicked to me briefly before returning to the road. "The Alpha doesn’t stay with the same girl twice," she explained, her voice matter-of-fact but softer now, as if she were choosing her words carefully. "It’s well-known in the pack. Women throw themselves at him, and he indulges... briefly. He’s never been one for attachments, for love. He takes what he wants and moves on. It’s how it’s always been."
My chest tightened at her words, a strange ache spreading through me. "But Maya?" I pressed, my voice barely above a whisper. "She seems… different."