ALEX POV
Sitting in my father’s study, the lingering scent of Alice on my skin was a blunt reminder of our recent time together. The way she had wrapped around me, her heat and need making her cling to me as I moved deep inside her, was still fresh in my mind. I smirked, imagining her walking around the pack house, covered in our mixed scents. I was determined to let her wear my scent every moment of our lives. After everything that had happened this past week, hearing her reaffirm that she’d be mine forever had me on cloud nine. I needed her reassurances like I needed air.
Leaning back in the chair, I let my thoughts drift. The idea of her walking through the pack house marked by me filled me with a possessive satisfaction. Everyone would know she belonged to me. It wasn’t about what ot
