Aria’s/Lysara’s POV

I had tried to convince Alpha King Kael to release Eira, but he just wouldn't listen. He was so fixated on the idea that she shot me when it was actually Nahlia and her underling, Vyxen's, well-executed ploy.

He stayed by my bed, holding my hands and caring for me. He was so tender, caring, and gentle, I almost couldn't believe he was the same hard, tough man that ran a BDSM game, the same man that ruled over the werewolf race.

He smiled down at me, his fingers folded ...