Zaid
“You do know dancing with me doesn’t count, right? I’m a mated and married wolf,” Liora says as I twirl her around the dancefloor, the spitfire blond giving me an amused smile.
“The rules state that as an unmated Prince, I am to dance with three she-wolves per ball,” I state, grinning as I dip Liora and feel Seth staring daggers at me. Goddess, teasing my cousin-in-law will be fun; all I need to do is pretend to steal his mate.
“Nowhere do the rules state that the she-wolf has to be unmated,” I continue as the song ends, and I lead Liora back to her mate. Seth is quick to snatch her into his arms, burying his face into the crook of her neck where her mating mark sits. I think back to the partial mark I left on Ember and wonder when I can complete it and make her fully mine.
“Penny
