Chapter 22

Alex had been wrong. He wouldn’t die by a gunshot or a laceration but rather by something entirely out of his control. Love. The first time in one hundred and twenty years that he felt he could allow himself to die at the hands of humans for daring to touch their precious little princess. He wasn’t sure if he was ready for another mating after the death of his mate when he was the Alpha of their Pack.

He ran a hand over his head and wondered how the hell he’d been put in this position. Was it not less than a century ago that he’d promised to stay away from any relationship that requires deep feelings? What of all sudden had changed his thought? Why, of all the beautiful women he’d met in his life since he started living amidst humans, was she the only one tempting to the beast that lurked beneath his skin for ages?

One thing he’d promised himself was he would mingle with humans; he would party and have sex with the women he found attractive, but he’d never allow a sense