ZANE

After eating in the dining hall, I was more than ready to have my doll all to my fucking self.

I didn’t mind socializing, but I preferred to do it with my own pack. Prince Prick and I had been getting on alright, much to my distaste. I still didn’t like the goody two-shoe prince, but he put my mate first and she was a top priority of his. I still didn’t like how close the fucker and Lamia are.

Knowing they shared a ‘special bond’, whatever the fuck that was, ...