Betrothed To The Alpha King

t recognize any of the people seated at it. Our way of life doesn’t allow me

es suddenly as a thrall wa

pression that promis

and I leave for the restroom and “get lost” along the way, step

Greater London is occupying the Toronto pack. King Victor made a huge mistake

se they didn’t like who he married?” Su

the two of my sisters, she looks the most like me, with the same ash blonde hair and

hen confronted,” Clare ad

omach is hollow. I’ve returned to the middle of a war

Rogers family. Their daughter, Amber, was the qu

k to the pack,” Tara whispers, an uncharacteristic volume choice but a smart one, when one is talking about one’s supreme ru

ore so when she’s the object of an invading conqueror’s interest. It would only take a simple mating ceremony to neat

lose ev

trip of red carpet in the hall outside the ballroom. He’s talk

go back to the ballroom? I nee

d to my relief she doesn’t seem to

r presence there. But I also don’t want him to notice me. He already noticed me, and I nearly had an

e out on a direct course to the nearest catering bar. A tall, sle

a moment to

e,” Clare says, and before Tara ca

n Daniels. Now, Ashton stands in front of me, nothing at all like the scrawny, awkward teenager I left behind. His smile grows—his teeth are perfect—and his blue eyes crinkle at the corners

lue, blowing the sartorial competition out of the water. I only realize that I’m gaping at him in w

stammer a little as I answer. “I—of course, I remember you.” I burst into laughter and a smile I have to f