Alina was going after what she wanted, regardless of the big Bear’s refusal to see the truth. She was not made of glass.
Alina was a Tigress. A predator in her own right. When she wanted something, she went after it. Right now, she wanted Eduardo Valens. In fact, she wanted him for always.
Mine.
But she was tired of waiting. Taking matters into her own hands was scary, but she was used to that. Hadn’t she gone up against some of the toughest Russian directors and dancers to fight for her spot in the ballet?
Hell yes, she did. This was no different, and to her, it was infinitely more important. Eddie was the key to her future happiness. The moment she had woken up after being kidnapped by the Ivanovich monsters, she’d caught his scent, and her Tigress had been on her to claim the man ever since.