The Alpha King’s Hidden Mate
Ben leans over with a whisper, “I surely thought you would be Alpha Alexander’s mate. You’re the best candidate, and everyone loves you.”
I close my eyes against the verbal attack, reminding myself that Ben doesn’t mean anything by his statement. He doesn’t know what’s going on, but still, I reach up and cover the already concealed mark on my neck.
“There is nothing between me and Alpha Alexander,” I tell him, the truth painful.
Ben hums then looks at my computer. The digital invitation to the Stormhowl Kingdom is pulled up, and he points at it with a chuckle, “You could find yourself a partner. Prince Vincent would be a great match for—”
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