We arrived at the pack house, with the alpha still holding me up bridal style, and that definitely attracted stares. I blushed while Alexander kept on walking nonchalantly, like the pure alpha man he was.

I wished they’d stop staring… but then again, why wouldn’t they stare?

I was but the new addition to the pack, and he was alpha Alexander Bad. He had a reputation to uphold. That of a ruthless heartthrob among many.

I didn’t even qualify to apply for the role of a plaything… ...