"I thought you didn't want me, Kassandra," Clayden's powerful voice echoed through the room as he gazed down at the woman he had pressed against the bed.

"What's changed?" he demanded, his eyes blazing with intensity. "Why are you opening your legs for me now?"

Centuries have passed, and Clayden has spent a lifetime waiting for his first love. But just when he was on the brink of giving up, he stumbled upon her in a car with another man. His blood boiled at the sight of his woman being held by someone else, and he vowed to do everything in his power to make her his.

After enduring years of loneliness, he wouldn't let her go without a fight. His inner wolf could not contain the lust and excitement it felt for her, and he wanted to claim her as his own as soon as she was within his reach.

Kassandra is his mate, bound to him forever. She couldn't run away from him, and he would do anything to keep her by his side.

Alpha Clayden's Human Mate

　　I turn to face him, this time fully. Jax looks at me weirdly before he shakes his head. "Ah, right. You didn't know." He mumbled to himself. 


　　Jax then looks back in front as he stretches his arms. "Let's get back in—"


　　"What do you mean 612 years? What the fuck was that, Jax?!" I asked, flabbergasted. 


　　My sudden cuss surprised him, so he formed an 'o' shape with his mouth. "Woah, woah, darn give it a calm, Kassandra!" 


　　I shake my head. "Are you telling me that you live that long as werewolves?! Are you way too old? H-How come..."


　　He smiled amazingly. "Werewolves have been silent for centuries, Kassandra. We learned how to grow old with time, as well as live with humans in a normal way. Everything was all fine, not until rogues spread wide and fast around the community. They were created to go against the royal pack, especially the Rousseau clan." 


CHAPTER 17 Mad and Jealous