ZAVIER
I lingered in my office, drowning in the endless paperwork and decisions that came with being king. It was easier to stay here than to go back to Aria. Her presence both comforted and distressed me. I loved her deeply, but her recent behaviour left me frustrated and angry. How had things gotten so out of hand?
Aria had been my sweet girl, but within weeks of being in the kingdom, she had become agitated and reckless. She didn’t listen to anyone, not even me. How was I supposed to lead when my mate was constantly challenging my authority? I didn’t want to be a tyrant, but Aria made it difficult. Every conversation turned into a fight, and I craved peace at home. The pack's demands were already a heavy burden.
I slumped back in my chair, staring at the ceiling. The thought of runni
