"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

　　"Yes, she already ate. Yeah. It's in the bottom drawer. Jax is also heading there. Don't worry; she'll be safe. Alright."


　　Monica found me looking at her. 


　　I bit my lower lip as I slowly dropped the spoon back on the plate- completely losing my appetite. 


　　"He called," Monica started to strike up a conversation. 


　　She sighed. "The Royal pack called him. Probably questioning him now."


　　I muffled my breathing. "About what?"


　　"Sol Clan, Jarred, and probably you."


　　I can see why they might be interested in learning what transpired between Jarred and the Sol Clan, but what about me? Why? It's not like I wanted to be here in the first place. They took me in here. 


　　And don't tell me they would be against this set-up that I am slowly getting fond of.


　　"Sol Clan has the right to raise a fight with Rousseau. You should not have stopped them."


CHAPTER 57 My Alpha's Order