Mated to My Intended's Enemy
Victoria
The morning sun cast a warm, golden glow across the terrace as Bella and I settled into comfortable chairs. Leo and Samantha had wandered toward the garden gate, deep in conversation about something that had Leo looking unusually intense.
"So, how are you enjoying being mated to one of the most powerful Alphas in the Western hemisphere?" Bella asked, her eyes twinkling with genuine interest. Unlike many she-wolves I'd encountered, there wasn't a hint of judgment or calculation in her gaze.
"It's... overwhelming sometimes," I admitted, surprised by my own candor. "But in the best possible way."