She assumed he had simply bungled his attempt to look his best. "Go, wash the filth from your skin. I will refine your appearance and ensure you look like an Alpha beyond reproach."
A dark, subtle smirk curled Theo’s lips. Who said I wanted to look like a prize?
"The moon is high; there is no more time," Theo stated, his voice regaining its command. "Trustworthiness in one's word is a more vital scent than a handsome face."
Before she could protest, his hand clamped around hers, and he began dragging Thea toward the main hall, leading her straight into the heart of the pack-gathering.
Thea felt a wave of confusion clouding her senses. "Theodore, your blood-kin has arranged a potential mate-link for you today. You should focus on your courtship; leave the pack’s labor to me."
"The hunt
