She needed to make him want her. She needed to be irresistible, undeniable, the kind of temptation that no alpha, no matter how cold or disciplined, could refuse.
Once she had him in her bed, once she had him tangled in her body, once he had tasted what she could offer, the game would change entirely.
Mates or no mates, River would be a forgotten inconvenience, an obstacle easily pushed aside. A royal alpha could not afford a scandal of that magnitude—and Isabelle had no doubt that if she played her cards right, she could make sure it became a scandal, that he would have no choice but to choose her over her bland, forgettable sister.
A slow, vicious smile curled Isabelle’s lips as she sat up, smoothing her hair back from her flushed face. She would not lose this opportunity. She would
