(Olivia's POV)

"Keep a collection of... pretty male wolves?" Alexander repeated my words slowly, his expression darkening considerably as the implications sank in.

He pursed his thin lips into a tight line and raised his hand to pinch my round little face with obvious displeasure.

"You wouldn't dare," he said in a low, threatening voice that carried clear warning.

I glared right back at him defiantly, completely unintimidated by his ...