Alexander's POV:

Under Father's forceful demand—and out of basic courtesy—I followed him back into the house. Every step felt like dragging weights behind me.

Nina's father greeted me at the door with an overly enthusiastic handshake. "Alexander! Come, come. Join us for whiskey."

I nodded curtly and followed him into the sitting room. At least this meant temporary escape from Nina's suffocating attention. My wolf settled slightly as I put distance between ...