I’m surrounded by fierce female wolves, all fighting for Alpha Theron’s attention. And me? I’m just a plain human, “wallpaper” as he calls me—nothing special.
Four years into their mating, Alpha Henry and Luna Regina still have no heir. The pack Elders keep pressuring the Alpha to take an unmated pack female to breed, and he eventually gives in, breaking his…
He built an empire, but forgot to cherish his queen. So, she found herself by leaving him. Can he find her by following? Because when is a kiss from his Rose not just a kiss—but a second chance?
