“She must’ve lost her mind. The man’s a billionaire Alpha. What woman in her right mind would reject that?”
“If it were me,” another voice said, “I’d thank the Moon Goddess every day and beg to stay in his bed.”
Their words fell around me like insects buzzing near my ear—annoying but irrelevant.
In my pack, marriage has never been about wealth or political convenience. Wolves choose partners whose souls resonate with their own. And if they’re luckier than most… they find their fated mate.
And Alpha Logan? He was absolutely not mine.
I still remembered the last time I saw Alpha Logan’s father, Alpha Jordan, meeting with my grandfather. The man had been sweating through his shirt, bowing and scraping for a chance to merge with our pack’s power.
And now his precious son was tearing that alliance apart with his own arrogance.
“Diana!” Logan’s voice snapped me back to the moment. He took a step closer, fury rolling off him. “I’ll ask you one last time—do you truly intend to break this engagement?”
I lifted my chin and met his burning eyes. My pulse was steady, my wolf calm and sure beneath my skin.
“Absolutely,” I said. “A thousand times yes.”