Elara
Alpha King?
My brain felt like it had short-circuited.
Dominic. Not Damian.
That night at Moon Harbor, when the woman called out "D," she meant Dominic.
Holy s**t. I had married the Alpha King of the entire North American continent.
Enzo immediately bowed his head in submission, his Alpha presence completely crumbling before the man holding me.
"What... what are you doing here, Alpha King?" Enzo's voice cracked with barely controlled panic. "We had no idea you were... how did you..."
Alpha Sterling looked like he might faint. "Alpha King, if we've done something to offend—"
The man behind me let out a low, dangerous chuckle that made my wolf instinctively tremble.
"Of course you didn't know," his voice carried enough power to make every wolf in the room instinctively lower
