Alpha Says Submit, I Say No

"“Richard, if Lynn and I were hit by a car at the same time, who would you save first?” I once asked, curled up in his arms, teasing like a spoiled pup.He just scoffed, ruffling my hair. “That kind of situation doesn’t exist.”But when blinding headlights tore through the rain—He didn’t hesitate. He shielded Lynn in his embrace, and I was thrown into the blood-soaked street.Through the agony, I heard my phone buzz. A message from him:[What tantrum are you throwing now? Why didn’t you come to Moonstone today?]While the machines beeped beside me, I caught the sound of his gentle voice drifting from the next room—comforting her.“Don’t be afraid. I just reacted to the person closest to me.”That was the moment I wiped away bloody tears with a smile.Fine, Richard.Then you’ll watch with your own eyes—ten days from now, when I put on a wedding dress, it won’t be for you. It’ll be for your sworn enemy, the Alpha of Bloodmoon.On the eve of the ceremony, a helicopter thundered down onto the estate balcony.He kicked open my door, yanked my wrist with his tie.“Come with me.”"